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La Petite Mort, Megan Ellen MacDonald

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over one hundred terror bytes of scary images on my horrifying hard drive

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the baddest bitches have entered the chat

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Like my 4 laptops

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Fuck yo statue, Mark Bryan

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Damn girl your some kind of wretched beast

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Exploring ABANDONED Kmart - Permanently Closed

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Is this still good? Stéphanie Kilgast (because)

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Tonight go to sleep as though your whole past has been dropped. Die to the past. And in the morning wake up as a new man in a new morning.

Osho

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“Let me ask you something? Why don’t people trust their instincts? They sense something is wrong, someone is walking too close behind them… You knew something was wrong but you came back into the house. Did I force you, did I drag you in? No. All I had to do was offer you a drink. It’s hard to believe that the fear of offending can be stronger than the fear of pain. But you know what? It is. And they always come willingly. And then they sit there. They know it’s all over just like you do but somehow they still think they have a chance. Maybe if I say the right thing? Maybe if I’m polite. If I cry, if i beg. And when I see the hope draining from their face like it is from yours right now. I can feel myself getting hard. You know, We’re not that different, you and I. We both have urges, satisfying mine requires more towels.”

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All this pain for nothing. | via Tumblr on We Heart It.

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