The Writer's Daughter
Clara. California. 17. You may ask me questions if you please.
The Writer's Daughter
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rawkiss:

HE HAD IT COMING
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guitarbains:

yes adventure time. explain colonialism and racial imperialism to children and high niggas.
guitarbains:

yes adventure time. explain colonialism and racial imperialism to children and high niggas.
guitarbains:

yes adventure time. explain colonialism and racial imperialism to children and high niggas.
guitarbains:

yes adventure time. explain colonialism and racial imperialism to children and high niggas.
guitarbains:

yes adventure time. explain colonialism and racial imperialism to children and high niggas.
guitarbains:

yes adventure time. explain colonialism and racial imperialism to children and high niggas.
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scumkill:

she loves flowers
scumkill:

she loves flowers
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"…the heart has no tears to give,—it drops only blood, bleeding itself away in silence."
Harriet Beecher Stowe, Uncle Tom’s Cabin (via quotes-shape-us)
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kvtes:

this place, the food, the music, the company. i fell in love today.
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slumbag:

the-eightfold-path:

can this be shown like at the beginning and ending of commercial breaks or something? just, often and endlessly repeated.

truth.