“I’m not afraid of dying. Pieces of me die all the time.”
— Sage Francis
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“I’m not afraid of dying. Pieces of me die all the time.”
— Sage Francis
Sometimes I can feel people not caring about me and in these times there isn’t any tears or overwhelming pain it’s just an ache that stings the more I pick at it, it’s like a realization I don’t matter as much as I wish I did and it hurts in the most subtle ways
yin and yang
I feel like
Happiness is a feeling, and the thing about feelings is that they are not made to last
Pâquerette (Without Me) - With Confidence
Fuck people who say some boobs are “too big” or “too small”!!! No boobs are bad, they’re just cowards
“I want to cry but the rain did it on my behalf; the stench in my heart, smell of blood and liquor, the stain and its sorrow in my lips is inviting me to sleep; slowly by slowly, I am turning into a buttercup dreaming of your absence.”
— Chuck Akot, je me transforme en renoncule
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