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A prince of ash.
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I have left behind anyone who knew me. / Yet here I am — not much / of an escape artist after all.
— Maria Takolander, from “Lullaby,” Addressed to Anne Sexton, Trigger Warning (via lifeinpoetry)
Tell me something Have we escaped? Are we just lost?
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There is no other immortality:
in the cold spring, the purple violets open.
And yet, the heart is black,
there is its violence frankly exposed.
Louise Glück, Hyacinth. (via feestje)
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when someone you dont like makes a joke about you
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“I’ll swallow my blood before I swallow my pride.”
— Al Capone (via asperitasrex)
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“You keep storing up all that anger and grief. Eventually it spills over. Or you drown in it.”
— Leigh Bardugo
Source: quotemadness.com
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i am looking disrespectfully
i am glaring with vitriol and malicious intent
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if you ever feel stupid or weak or powerless, just remember that I, am not. And I am out there, very dangerous and I am looking for you. Good luck
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A labor of love, featuring many rp friends and the Gremlins of <<Glory>>.
I worked really hard on this.
Song: “Who will save you now (instrumental)” by Les Friction
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Memories are dangerous things. You turn them over and over, until you know every touch and corner, but still you’ll find an edge to cut you.
Mark Lawrence, Prince of Thorns (via quoted-books)
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I am a wolf, cornering me will only abrade a bloodbath.
Channing H.M (via de-morte)
Source: de-morte