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sublimation: noun [uncountable] [1] the process in which a substance is changed from a solid substance into a gas or from a gas into a solid subs..

i used to call you a rose sometimes i think you're a dandelion. one of misfortune and swears and caresses down a tear stained cheek that make m..

i want my blood under your nails. bruise my lip and tell me i look prettier that way. sit with me and call me baby and love me, please pleas..

it starts the moment i wake up and it never ends. i deserve pain i deserve pain i deserve pain. i am a dead girl walking, dead eyes, no ligh..

sometimes, things end in whimpers. sometimes bangs, which are more definite. but at least with whimpers, you can tell it's the end. and sometim..

it echoes when i breathe and when you say that i'm pretty. words as hollow as i feel on the nights you're not here to hold me. i like brown e..

the needle went in and i winced. necessary, healing. flow through me make me better. please. make me better, like the anxicalm never did. ..

i'm drunk and it feels like i'm with him. it's the same, really, my head is spinning in time with this globe, my heart pounds in time with clum..

i feel heavy, and i don't know why. i'm lukewarm and blurry, just out of focus, my brain isn't attached to my body, not any more. there's a col..