A broken soul, the paper torn...

My Heart Is A Poem, Read At Your Own Risk: The Place I'm In →

literaturehag:

You cannot kill me here. Bring your soldiers, your death, your disease, your collapsed economy because it doesn’t matter, I have nothing left to lose and you cannot kill me here. Bring the tears of orphans and the wails of a mother’s loss, bring your God damn air force and Jesus on a cross, bring…

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I’d like to be as calm as this place inside of me.

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I want you to spend an hour in my mind rather than walk a mile in my shoes. Do you think you could handle it?

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darkface:

Cat’s Eye (by Ingólfur B)

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darkface:

(by Alice H van der Plas)

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nuxta:

meoww xerouvim :)*

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darkface:

. (by berserker…)

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