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Fuck me gently with a chainsaw

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It took many years of vomiting up all the filth I’d been taught about myself, and half-believed, before I was able to walk on this earth as though I had a right to be here. 
— James Baldwin (via ethiopienne)

(Source: gentlerecovery, via loveyourchaos)

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The same feeling of not belonging, of futility, wherever I go: I pretend interest in what matters nothing to me, I bestir myself mechanically or out of charity, without ever being caught up, without ever being somewhere. What attracts me is elsewhere, and I don’t know what that elsewhere is. 
—E. M. Cioran (via sold—souls)

(via fuckyeahexistentialism)

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mioumioumioumiou:

Gustave Doré
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mioumioumioumiou:

Gustave Doré

(via saturniine)

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Girl/monster
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Girl/monster

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Casstronaut
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Casstronaut

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Take me in your weeping, in
your laughter, in your tears. 
— Marguerite Duras, from No More (via vrtoglavicazanosa)

(via jo-ou)

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I am fucking insane but my intentions are gold and my heart is pure. 
—(via krissywood)

(Source: lovel-ylesbian, via chili-lili)

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