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saildraws · 4 months ago
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dolores dei
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corelle-vairel · 5 months ago
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The first death is in the heart, Harry
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verso-abstracto · 6 months ago
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Frase de Martin Carrizo el 07 de diciembre de 2021. { Arte: Fanpage365.}
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blankipur-blog · 6 months ago
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I AM LA REVACHOLIÈRE.
I AM THE CITY.
BE VIGILANT.
I LOVE YOU.
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finnmoff · 2 months ago
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"Real darkness has love for a face. The first death is in the heart, Harry."
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frodo-a-gogo · 2 months ago
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Thought Project: Relapse [pt 1] [pt 2]
Buy Ly Ri a Coffee. ko-fi.com/lyriordan
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bubblingsteam · 10 months ago
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Worship
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strawberry-swings-blog · 5 months ago
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yellow-yarrow · 2 months ago
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Dolores Dei web weaving / art history connections
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aliettali · 4 months ago
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kisses, kisses, kisses! (closeups under cut)
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smiles
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jamtamart · 5 months ago
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kisses kisses kisses
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DOLORES DEI - "you don’t hate me harry, you hate yourself. you don’t even remember me, not really. not after this last major party. this. this is just a reality you made up so you could escape the real, cold, poor, much more lonely one your sad excuse of a body inhabits. I’m you, harry. every word i say, every thing i know. it’s just what you think. what you see in the mirror. I’m in Mirova now for god’s sake! happy, and loved. not this. Whatever this is- what you fantasize about, harry, it’s not love. It is fear, and hate. horror you can’t even remember. i will follow you until you kill yourself again. and again. and again. and you will. and i know this because i am you." "an innocence, a lost love, a war criminal, a whore. anything you want me to be. i will embody and you will mourn, just so you don’t have to face the walking corpse which is yourself. But you secretly love this, don’t you? You fetishise the pain you fester in to avoid the responsibility for the pain you’ve caused others."
YOU - "but… I thought-"
DOLORES DEI - "No. You’re done talking, harry. It’s my turn It will always be my turn now. This is the final dream, remember? A dream that keeps looping, forever. A dream you killed yourself to get away from. Try and kiss me, beg me to not leave for the aerodrome, bask in the light of video revachol. It will not change anything. Not now, not ever"
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forumtrashbin · 2 months ago
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save the last dance
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zhookotallo · 7 days ago
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Fading memory of Dora Ingerlund
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verso-abstracto · 5 months ago
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Fotolibro: Seguen Oríah | Literario: Mario Benedetti.
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littlewickedthings · 4 months ago
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Srta Dolores
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barabereshka · 6 months ago
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I feel silly today
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