Anonymous asked: why did puccio email your parents?
He thought I was doing something I wasn’t.
(Source: seabois, via i-vehearditbothways)
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Last night I dreamed about you. What happened in detail I can hardly remember, all I know is that we kept merging into one another. I was you, you were me. Finally you somehow caught fire.
Franz Kafka to Milena Jesenska, 1921 (via goldenfools)
(Source: thethinnwhiteduke, via blood-bath)
(via sharkjungle)
(Source: zefride, via drowning-in-my-youth)
(Source: another-death, via albatross-)
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(Source: theperfectskin, via blood-bath)
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