future dust

October 2011

“I’m lonely. And I’m lonely in some horribly deep way and for a flash of an instant, I can see just how lonely, and how deep this feeling runs. And it scares the shit out of me to be this lonely because it seems catastrophic.” —Augusten Burroughs, Dry

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#lara why so perfect #Lara Stone #agyness deyn

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#gpoy

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“It was sometime in October; she had long ago lost track of all the days and it really didn’t matter because one was like another and there were no nights to separate them because she never slept any more.” —Sylvia Plath, Tongues of Stone

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i want to be alone but i want friends

 i don’t want attention but i don’t want to be forgotten

 i want to live but i feel like dying

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