Dolce & Gabbana Spring/Summer 2014, Hair Details.
how cool would it be to have stuff Intentionally woven into my hair?
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“ I do all the things you used to hate. I dye my hair colors that make the church ladies stare. I go to bed without dinner and subside entirely on air. I make tea and pour cream in after. I give up reading. I give up The Beatles. I never eat another plate of scrambled eggs. I shape myself into someone you would dislike. My speech sharpens. My teeth turn to fangs. I let go of the softness that drew you to me. My fingernails itch to become claws and I don’t fight it. This is what it takes to survive. I let people into my bed that I would have walked right past with you. He is sad-eyed and needs my flimsy paper wrists to support him. I pour every late night with you into him, until he says, ‘I love you, I love you’ and I say, ‘Shh, you’ll ruin the fun.’ I do what it takes to forget you, and at the end, have more bruises than the ones I started with, but I can finally look at a sunset and not feel anything at all. ”
I Practice Death To Forget You | Lora Mathis (via 33113)
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About being so alone, and feeling like I can’t do anything right, and being treated like shit by the people who were supposed to be my closest friends, losing touch with my own personality and goals, feeling like I have to fight for my own survival every waking hour, constantly feeling like I’m…
“ You smell like a flower that is neither alive nor dead, because no one has changed its water for weeks. You have a sleepy smell, like when you wake up in the morning and you’ve been dreaming too long. ”
Legături bolnăvicioase (Love Sick)
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i never know when to reveal my baggage and when to shut up
how honest is too honest?
and are some things better left unsaid..?