The Inhuman Condition

Mal. Twenty-two. Washington.

Always go after her. No matter how mad she seems. She loves you more than words can tell.

—{a.d.a} (via exquisite-calamity)

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vayena:

my aesthetic is the kid on the playground who tells all the other kids that ring around the rosie is about the black plague

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