HAHAH FUCK YOU |
Anais. 17. Virginia. I am an [alleged] artist, a tattoo artist to be specific, a tortured artist to the limit, a failure, a realist, a psycho, a druggie, a newport fanatic, a sex enthusiast. a beautiful disaster, a creative nightmare to say the least, you can fear me in your sleep... the dark ominous figure that haunts your every move.. The ailment that has no cure, no comfort, no solace. I'll post... rants, tattoos, indiscretion, and psychosis. thats the extent of it. |
(Source: thisungodlyhour, via thesesecretsarewhatkeepusalone)
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God i want to be thin.
You spend a thousand days acting like you dont care.
a thousand crying because you really do.
two days actually doing something about it.
and then realize youre to lazy to actually accomplish it.
CW:110
GW: 95
(Source: dieforitdiet, via tumblingthin)
proof: life sucks..
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you are the only exception
(via im-a-bore-mostly)
line it up line it up line it up.
sniff it.
ima wild boy, ima ima wild boy….
Let me document for all eyes the only happy memories i own.
Yum Yum, toasted hand.
lets have a light show
Me and Gaylennyy <3
Anaïs
I loved this night.
know me.
Like a leach,
I hold on as if we belonged,
To some precious pure dream.
Cast off, you’ve seen what’s beneath,
Now fail me.
Faulty closure
Closure has come to me myself,
You will never belong to me.
Closure has come to me myself,
You will never belong to me.
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