notorious-dee

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milktree:

you can pretend like i dont exist but i still made you whimper like a little bitch when you were about to cum

(via quigua-deactivated20130522)

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Eyes. Those damn eyes fucked me forever. We made love just looking at them.

― Charles Bukowski (via jdvlla)
(Source: whispsofinvisibleme, via jdvlla)

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gardencherub:

what doesn’t kill you

leaves scars

ruins your lungs

dries out all your tears

leaves you lying awake at 4 in the morning

wishing you weren’t alive

(via quigua-deactivated20130522)

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elflyguy:

I hate your guts and for some reason I still feel like I need you.

(via agirlnamedh0pe)

owsely:

ashleyraelogan:

fucked-up-sketches:

The Little Voices
depression sitting at the left corner. ana sitting beside depression. binging-mia at the fridge. anxiety crying at left (down) corner. self-harm/cutting whispering to me, persuading me.

Sorry if I’m offending anyone by reblogging this when it doesn’t apply to me in any way, but I can’t keep my eyes off of it. It’s just so fascinating to me. I love this image. That creepy smile on depression and anorexia’s faces. And the eyes on self-harm/cutting. It’s just. Woah.

My life.

inconspicuouslycynical:

zoop3r:

For The Source magazine on April 12, 2005 by Brian Smith

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