a tale told by an idiot, full of sound and fury, signifying nothing. ♉ you can call me March. h: 5'5 / hw: ??? / cw: ??? / lw: 109.8 / ugw: 98
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And getting closer, closer, everyday
And I'm ALMOST there, I'm almost there
People down here think I'm crazy, BUT I DON'T CARE
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I believe in Control, the only force mighty enough to bring order to the chaos that is my world.
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I am living on the moon, I told myself. I have a little house all by myself on the moon.
The Haunting of Hill House, Shirley Jackson // The House on Mango Street, Sandra Cisneros // Head Home, Midlake // The Lover, Marguerite Duras // We Have Always Lived in the Castle, Shirley Jackson
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i'll never get my wasted youth back. i've spent years becoming nothing. i am no one. i will never get those years and years back
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all i want is euphoria
i want to be devoted to something
fulfillment, ease, contentment
the satisfaction of total control
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