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My heart aches with the pain that strangles me deep into dusk and through the death of dawn. I wonder if you remember me. A fading ghost, almost gone. Rosy cheeks only you could see. I chew my chapped lips, savoring the taste of blood and secrets. You let me peer into your tender soul, a perpetual field of violets.

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Come. And Be My Baby, Maya Angelou

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nothing more fragile than a insecure girl that just wants to be loved the way she loves

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bailey. las vegas motel.

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Masaki Matsushima, S/S 1998.

Ph. Jean François Lepage

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I have endured so much that it has left me shattered, yet I continue to inflict more despair onto my heart. Will I ever stop trying to destroy myself?

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Conformity is death.

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david lynch thinks about lana del rey, circa 2021.