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Four Things
I can think of four things I’d like to do;
All involve a knife and four different parts of you.
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Horror Vacui (/ˈhɔrər ˈvɑːkjuːaɪ/; noun) - Fear of empty spaces, free from objects, unadorned or even, by extension, of silence.
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“Which waters shall your prow cleave when the sea will be dried every last drop?”
via Humanity Free Zone.
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I’m going out, I’m going to drink myself to death,
And in the crowd I see you with someone else.
I brace myself ‘cause I know it’s going to hurt,
But I like to think at least things can’t get any worse.
(Source: theblackballerina)
via RUSH.
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And I never was smart with love
I let the bad ones in and the good ones go
via SLEEP TIGHT JAMIE.


