Sylvie. 17.
Self disgust is self-obsession honey, and I do as I please.
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Perhaps when we find ourselves wanting everything, it is because we are dangerously close to wanting nothing.
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LOVE IT
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I don’t know how to feel, I don’t know what to think. I will never untangle this web of enstrangement between what’s right, what’s feeling, what’s mind; what’s body and soul. My head fucking hurts. How should I feel? Should I be wicked? Cruel? Or understanding, empathy. I feel like death, like sleep, like nothing. My mind is aching. I’m stuck. Clueless.
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untitled by wakingphotolife. on Flickr.
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