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thekissingvirgin:

Bleeding out tomorrows graces. Grown vacant and thoughts that lead along the walls in shapes of distant hills, food rolls around in my mouth, card board and vapid. Nothing tastes as sweet as abandon.
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Ehilà. Estate. (by Valentina Cesarini)
reflections or dirty water?
yarn-bomb
crooked reds.
gin-bug

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comic book colors.
las luces.
look for the cigarette fist-bumping the chair.