hulde:(by fragilehearts)
peaches
alana
eighteen
enthralled.
another love I would abuse, no circumstances could excuse.
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“Come on skinny love just last a year.
Pour a salt, we were never here.
My my my my my my my
Staring at the sink of blood and crushed veneer.”
yesthisistrue.
Perhaps it is the sheer multitude of paths I find so enticing?
Even more so, the ability to be lost.
Lose myself, in everything, all at once, and enjoy it.
(Source: iamtheonewiththepen)
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