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“No one understands what the boy is saying anyway. But a little later, when he begins to cut his belly and blood starts trickling, we understand everything.

Cutting we get.

We feel it in our own belly and our own skin. We. Identify with the cutting, and the blood from the cuts.

Blood speaks a language we understand”

- Girls Against God, Jenny Hval

[negroyasha]

Do you also recognise the desire for secret and impossible connections? Do you recognise the loneliness, could we share in it? Could we get closer to each other?

Jenny Hval, Girls Against God

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when ur bae sends you selfies

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u left me

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woth the taste of your lops im on a

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im putting on my shades to cover up my eyes i'm getting in my ride i'm headin out tonite i'm Han Solo, i'm Han Solo, i'm Han Solo, i'm Han Solo, Solo

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this is such A Look

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he can love who he wants

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who the fuck is v

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yes!

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im fjemlf

wjy

whny why wy why.

[negroyasha]

me: scrolling through my dash, having a innocent time

him:

me:

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no words could describe the amount of anger and hatred i feel right now

[negroyasha]

that doesn’t seem right

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someone come kill me

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someone sent me an ask saying “how r u” and im having a panic attack