"only the shallow know themselves."
- oscar wilde.
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your tongue is painted with acrylics and blended to look natural. while we are packed into boxes and stacked, one on top of the other, i will hum tunelessly because i know you hate small spaces. the heat of your hand will bleed through the wood and i'll feel it making my spine watery. and i'll whisper, "i can never walk again."
-injuredjaw.
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my fraternal twin
my audrie dearest
my rachiecakes luv
my little stacey baby
a little about me
some personal posts
written regurgitation
my graphic design
my photography
tumblr challenges
my piercings
