- DEATH HURTS. I mean, mostly that hurt is just absences of things.
I'm thirsty all the time. Fuckin' parched. And cold. Cold in my bones .
- livin’ in her own a p o c a l y p s e
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HEY THERE IM HENLO !!! okay so i’m gonna be moving laura bc i MISS MY GIRL but this blog is a mess i’ll be droppin the link later 2night but until then uhhhhhh like this if you’d be interested in writing w/ this dusty trash bag still !
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sometimes i get this feeling she's watching over me nd other times i feel like i should go
sha/dow mo/on probably
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I highly recommend you follow the person I reblogged this from.
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hey guys just a reminder that uh...
laura’s mental illness isn’t an excuse for her shitty behavior
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do you know how much i've sAC RI F IC ED????
yeah i watched u nearly kill urself while u were naked nd tied 2 a tree ovr ur dead dad u dum fUK
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mmmmmm henlo beauties i gotta do some cleaning up on this blog but while I do that , LIKE THIS for a STARTER !!
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anonbeliever replied to your post:
mY CRUS TY D A DHJKSBAN
CHUTUP KAI Y YOU HATING ON MY FICS
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anonbeliever replied to your post:
i can’t believe you
if u can believe in talking bulls nd ur crusty dad u caN BELIEVE THIS
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mmmmmm henlo beauties i gotta do some cleaning up on this blog but while I do that , LIKE THIS for a STARTER !!
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“ hey my name’s LAURA MOON and this is JACKASS ” : )
—— * drives an ice cream truck off a cliff *
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* @gentlebots ; ( SALIM NOT SALIM )
ROTTING LIMBS rest against the yellow taxi as she inhales arsenic & tar & a whole mixture of things that used to make her throat burn , offering relief all the while . Now they just make her brittle bones ache with longing for a time when she could F E E L .
Finally a lone figure steps from the threshold of a DUNKIN DONUTS and she sighs with relief at the f a m i l i a r i t y of him . The same sweater , the same sad eyes . She’d missed him .
He catches her eye and she offers a lopsided smile , tossing her cigarette into the street below before speaking - her words blunt & to the point .
❛ Sweeny is dead ❜ ( a heartbeat later ) ❛ wanna go for a ride ? ❜
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* @anonbeliever ; ( PUPPY )
she decays & decays & decays & time after time finds herself in the SHADOWS watching him . hows that for a pun . what was once dead is now full of light , a beacon before her , wandering into the outskirts a frigid town with his head down .
he’s deep in thought about something & for a moment she considers leaving him be , considers letting him go through this journey alone . HE DOESN’T NEED HER ANYMORE .
But its that thought that brings her from the shade of a snow laden oak tree , calling his attention to her . She needs him to need her . it’s the only thing that makes her feel a l i v e . The only tether to this world that no longer feels like home . It’s selfish ; but some things don’t change -- even beyond the grave .
❛ puppy ? ❜
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The police are dead?
all of them
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listen the quality of your reply formatting, your theme, your icons…in the end, they don’t mean shit. they don’t reflect the quality of your writing. some people want the aesthetic related things listed above, but i’ve seen plenty of people in my years rping that can make fancy aesthetic replies but are so focused on that that their characterization isn’t there. pls don’t let it get u down.
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