stridande-a-blog
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i don't recognize these eyesi have been stolen from myself and was replaced by something monstrous. who i was had been shown no mercy. he killed me. i became the killer.i don't recognize these handsthe damage is irreparable. what has corrupted my heart and mind has disfigured me. i am no longer the same. i was consumed. i became the consumer. i am so very afraid..this is notwho i amind. oc rp blogfandomless / crimemun / muse 20+multi: ship + verseplease read rules
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stridande-a-blog · 8 years ago
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                                    ind. crime oc                                        pen. and loved by jaqi
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stridande-a-blog · 8 years ago
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¯\_(ツ)_/¯  rebooted
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¯\_(ツ)_/¯  rebooted
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stridande-a-blog · 8 years ago
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how are you so quiet about it? your sadness i mean. how do you hold it in your chest, in your eyes, in your teeth without letting it speak; how does it stay still?
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stridande-a-blog · 8 years ago
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Dear Evan Hansen, “Words Fail”
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stridande-a-blog · 8 years ago
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there’s a dead girl inside me. i can feel her rattling around, her lungs choked with loss, heart pounding like wardrums. she had a laugh like summer rain until the world tore it away. (little girls who wish on stars don’t last long on the ground.) there’s a dead girl inside me and i’m the one who killed her.
KILLER QUEEN | M.J. (via tanriisal)
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stridande-a-blog · 8 years ago
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haha yeah i have a ton of weird kinks
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stridande-a-blog · 8 years ago
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Mary Elizabeth Winstead
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stridande-a-blog · 8 years ago
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stridande-a-blog · 8 years ago
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sadiesawyer:
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“Aw, thanks, you’re sweet” Sadie replied.  She was–and knew it, to a point– a little proud of her looks, too much so, but she had doubts and times she wasn’t happy with her looks. 
“Are you wanting to take pictures now?” Sadie asked, eyeing the camera more closely.
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       “ I am if you’re wanting to pose for some pictures now! “
She’s wiggling the camera in her hand, smile widening as each second passes. Emily takes a step back, centering her stance so she can angle her camera towards Sadie. Eyes move from the camera screen to her model, nose scrunching as she gives another smile.
       “ Ready when you are, Sadie. “
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stridande-a-blog · 8 years ago
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FIGHTER.     AGGRESSOR.                                                                        E   M   I   L  Y COMBATANT.  SURVIVOR.                                      TO                     STRUGGLE.                                                                        B  R  A  S  S
                                          ❝  this is not who i am.   ❞
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stridande-a-blog · 8 years ago
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i miss emily but i’m having a lot of fun on diem over here @leadpetals so like pls come love my new baby. i’ll be back soon i swear! hopefully this weekend i’ll get back to my drafts again, re-queue them, and bump off again lol. i miss my bb emily but diem is a lot of fun to explore right now! i miss you all! <3
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stridande-a-blog · 8 years ago
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She was brave and strong and broken all at once.
Anna Funder, Stasiland  (via wordsnquotes)
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