April 2011
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Every fucking body treats me like I’m fucking invisible. But that’s okay, I’m not important anyway.
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I like looking at men’s ankles.
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Living is so exhausting.
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She’s mad, but she’s magic.
– Charles Bukowski
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The royal wedding.
I don’t care. Seriously.
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I want to disappear. Completely, without a trace. Like a ghost, I don’t exist. Don’t touch me.
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I like beautiful melodies telling me terrible things.
– Tom Waits