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angelcandy · 1 year
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Bless the Daughter Raised by a Voice in Her Head, Warsan Shire
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angelcandy · 1 year
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a copycat killer with a chemical cut…
Either I’m careless
Or i wanna get caught
- Punisher by Phoebe Bridgers
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grapefruit
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angelcandy · 1 year
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Jonny Bolduc, Ending
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angelcandy · 1 year
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“I’ve been speaking to you for years– have you understood?”
— Moikom Zeqo, from ‘Motive’, I Don’t Believe in Ghosts: Poems from ‘Meduza’ (trans. Wayne Miller)
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angelcandy · 1 year
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Warsan Shire, from “Hooyo Isn't Home”, Bless the Daughter Raised by a Voice in Her Head
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angelcandy · 2 years
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teeth
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angelcandy · 2 years
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fair host
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angelcandy · 2 years
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sunrise at the lake
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angelcandy · 3 years
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angelcandy · 3 years
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instagram & twitter
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angelcandy · 3 years
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Some interior studies.
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angelcandy · 3 years
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angelcandy · 3 years
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angelcandy · 3 years
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Florence Welch
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angelcandy · 3 years
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there are days i feel flayed open and it hasn’t even been that long since us.
how can i believe this hurt this much when i’d still lay myself bare if you asked?
i should thank you for leaving my life the way you did. i felt i couldn’t be me without you but there will always be me without you.
am i everywhere for you the way that you are for me?
you’re always here, mostly on my mind, and when i decide to pull open the gates, you’re going to wish that i was bringing hell on earth for you.
-me over you
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angelcandy · 3 years
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“You are both beauty and tragedy in one form I held you— I felt as if a thousand knives was jabbing my body I kissed you— I tasted both heaven and underworld down my throat I made love to you— I didn’t know whether to worship you or burn the hell out of you Now I understand the meaning of loving someone to death You are both and I’m somewhere in your between”
— “Love and Death”, anastasiasyah
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