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dude yes!

my brain is fried like i literally feel like someone put it on a pan and burnt it till it disintegrated and i cant tell if im laughing or crying and i think chesters dead oh god i think hes really dead i have no emotions left im dried out im done im gone im withered away i cant even react anymore  


Liu Dongzi

Liu Dongzi

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0utside-the-wall:

“We were dying with the hamster! What the fuck hamsters don’t have ‘p’s??? We were literally getting sucked into the earth with the dying hamster. I don’t know what to say. Laughing crying laughing crying. hysterical. FUCKING 2CP.” 

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[TW rape, incest] poem by human trafficking victim

My heart’s deepest cry, a throat sore from rape,
I’m 3 damn years old this is more than I’ll take!

I ran for my mom but she carried me back
to the arms of the one who sold me in his shack.

Mommy saw naked young baby cry out!
She handed to daddy her frightened young sprout,
saying “Next time be more careful, don’t let her away!”
Daddy replied, “Don’t worry, she’ll pay.”

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-True story from my life in the form of a poem. I didn’t have the bravery to post it any other way today. 

(Likes and reblogs always accepted as support)  (via goldenphoenixgirl)

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antitacta:

Santiago Caruso, The Inner Prophetess.

antitacta:

Santiago Caruso, The Inner Prophetess.

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artist unknown

0utside-the-wall:

artist unknown

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