waningbloodmoon
waningbloodmoon
i spread my rot all over this town
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waningbloodmoon · 1 day ago
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I could be your beautiful evil wife
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waningbloodmoon · 6 days ago
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Saeed Jones, How We Fight for Our Lives
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waningbloodmoon · 6 days ago
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— Nikita Gill
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waningbloodmoon · 6 days ago
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“I am on fire with that soft sound / You make, in uttering my name.”
— James Elroy Flecker, from The Collected Poems; “We That Were Friends,” (via violentwavesofemotion)
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waningbloodmoon · 7 days ago
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waningbloodmoon · 7 days ago
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“Except for your eyes, no blade can control me, no sharpened knife.”
— Vladimir Mayakovsky, Lilichka!
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waningbloodmoon · 7 days ago
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— Lina A.
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waningbloodmoon · 8 days ago
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waningbloodmoon · 8 days ago
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okay from the top, I have no delusions of fixing her. I am defecting. I am compromising my morals. I have become the secondary antagonist, and for what? Villain Pussy
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waningbloodmoon · 8 days ago
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you don’t have to match my freak you just have to think whatever’s wrong with me is fascinating and perhaps even sexual
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waningbloodmoon · 9 days ago
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waningbloodmoon · 9 days ago
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 "Now I know something you don’t", Mt Hope Cemetery, Rochester NY
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waningbloodmoon · 9 days ago
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waningbloodmoon · 9 days ago
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She 'fall' on my 'sword' until she 'perish'
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waningbloodmoon · 9 days ago
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waningbloodmoon · 9 days ago
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“And he loves her. He loves her like he can never grab enough of her between his fingers. And no matter how close he gets, even when they make love, it never feels close enough, like her flesh and her bones keep something sacred in them, hidden from him.”
— Intentional Dissonance by Iain S Thomas  (via 89words)
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waningbloodmoon · 11 days ago
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