March 2012
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I honestly believe that there is someone who I could share a beautiful romance with, but we are both too goddamn egotistical and proud and power-hungry to even make plans to be in the same vicinity as one another.
I CAN NEVER BE A LITTLE GIRL AGAIN
the-occult:
OH I WANT YOU TO LIKE ME, LIKE ME
RUN MY MOUTH OVER
OH I WANT YOU TO LIKE ME
I WANT TO BE CARELESS
IT’S NOT LIKE HOW I THOUGHT IT WAS
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For your hair was full of roses, and my flesh was full of thorns.
– Aleister Crowley, La Gitana (via lavandula)
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