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  • I like graveyards. I like veins and scars. I'm not afraid of heights. I love the rain. I'm always in some sort of mental pain. I like boys with tattoos. I love the chaos of an airport. John Lennon is my hero. Oh, and my brother is too. I love to escape into novels about drug addicts and insanity. I do smoke weed just to relive my own insanity. Europe is my dearest obsession. I don't believe in Christianity. I'm afraid of disappointment, so I no longer make promises. This is life and we're all its hostages. Come, escape with me. //
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Virginia Woolf’s suicide note to her husband Leonard before drowning herself.
On 28 March 1941, Virginia Woolf put on her overcoat, filled its pockets with stones, and walked into the River Ouse near her home and drowned herself. Her body was not found until 18 April 1941.  Her husband buried her cremated remains under an elm in the garden of Monk’s House.
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If I stand semi awkwardly and flex my kneecaps my thighs don’t touch.

yaa.

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imjusttryingtojointhedots asked: Your tattoo sounds sweet. I like the sound of that quote :)

That means a lot, thank you so much!

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Orion rising, north hemisphere
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