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#:) (threat)

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One narcissus among the ordinary beautiful flowers, one unlike all the others!  She pulled, stooped to pull harder— when, sprung out of the earth on his glittering terrible carriage, he claimed his due. 𝐈𝐓 𝐈𝐒 𝐅𝐈𝐍𝐈𝐒𝐇𝐄𝐃. 𝐍𝐎 𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐃 𝐇𝐄𝐑. No one!  She had strayed from the herd. (  Remember: go straight to school. THIS IS IMPORTANT, STOP FOOLING AROUND! Don’t answer to strangers.   Stick with your playmates.  Keep your eyes down.  ) This is how easily the pit opens. 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐈𝐒 𝐇𝐎𝐖 𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐅𝐎𝐎𝐓 𝐒𝐈𝐍𝐊𝐒 𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐎 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐆𝐑𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐃.

an independent & private roleplay blog for a fandomless original character. established 2012, nsfw & triggering. written by fae.

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so true <3

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calling the sheydim “those who are better than we” has the same energy as calling the fae “the good neighbors/the fair folk”

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i am a girlboss i am a war criminal i am a lunatic . i am clinically insane & the next virgin mary & i am never going to die

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#4′11 and pissed

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my biggest issue with accepting help is that i view every situation as a competition and test of my worth because basically it is

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i’ve got all this rage in me and i don’t know where to put it

@rbhvleo // paul miller “utopia” // “the book of promothea” hélène cixous tr. betsy wing // gillian flynn “dark places” // ginger snaps // @heavensghost // @vawium // @traumathoughts // lucille clifton “leukemia as white rabbits” // ahamkara lustre print @artofmaquenda // audre lorde

[ID: a collection of text excerpts:

“TELL ME WHERE TO PUT THE ANGER / TELL ME WHERE TO PUT THE ANGER / TELL ME WHERE TO PUT THE ANGER”

a drawing with a deep red background with unidentifiable black text scribbled on the top and bottom right corners. on top, a white face is drawn - the mouth is open as if in a scream with teeth baring, the right eye is slightly bigger.

“i exist, i am, don’t come near, i have teeth, i have claws”

“I was not a lovable child, and i’d grown into a deeply unlovable adult. draw a picture of my soul, and it’d be a scribble with fangs.”

“Ginger: I get this ache... and I thought it was for sex but it’s to tear everything to fucking pieces.”

“I AM AN ANGEL FULL OF RAGE / I CAN’T TOLERATE THIS PAIN”

“never again will i be gentle / I will be bloodied knuckles and scuffed elbows / I will remain rough”

“i am i am i am furious”

an ahamkara lustre print of black dogs baring teeth

“I feel it’s my anger that has / helped keep me alive,” /end ID]

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thinking abt this...

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Ae Dil Hai Mushkil (2016)  

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so anyways murder is a love language.

i think murder is a private expression of love actually.

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medusa, carol ann duffy // little weirds, jenny slate

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FATE: THE WINX SAGA | 1.05, “Some Wrecked Angel”

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It was a beautiful place, full of people just trying to live their lives.

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