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This Is Just.how I Feel Babey!
this is just….how i feel babey!
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Mood: Isabelle Adjani laughing hysterically and running through subway corridors only to collapse onto her knees and violently vomit blood and bile everywhere but in an aesthetic, symbolic and cinematically significant manner in Possession 1981
believe it or not i’m a pretty busy human being
lesbian moodboard: love as a haunting
We pressed our hands against the glass - me on my side of purgatory and you with your mortal, morbid curiosity. Made up our minds, then, to push past the boundary and touch; but when we did, something shifted. I transferred my torment. You became like me and unlike me - still living, yet haunted from the inside. I wonder if that’s what the boundary was for. That though I love you in earnest, my love is still an undead thing
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