in the morning i'll be ten feet tall,
solid gold,
not sorry for anything.
home message about

santadanes:

I am sick, I’m ill, I’m cracked. This is not who I am. If I were to write this down in my diary and I would read it, I would be like “who is this freak?” This isn’t me. This isn’t my diary. I wouldn’t do this.




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