(Source: fantabulousunicorn, via driftingfocus)
(Source: fantabulousunicorn, via driftingfocus)
— Melancholia
Purity Ring - Lofticries
Of traits that bleed the gunmen
of our pumping, earthly hearts
Ween our joys in plunder
Feel our shining teeth
Bet our hold on happiness
that’s the thing about being sad
no matter how many oranges I peel, I’m still the same. can one person truly ever know another? at the heart of it all, the fleshy insides of a person, can two people stand together? or will the metaphorical antibodies chase them from the cavity and separate them in the chaos?
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— Mr. Eko, Lost
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Emancipator - Elephant Survivor