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… always rub honey into wounds instead of salt.
Meggie Royer (via purplebuddhaproject)
(via writingsforwinter)
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What if I forgave myself? What if I was sorry, but if I could go back in time I wouldn’t do anything differently than I had done? What if I’d actually wanted to fuck every one of those men? What if heroin taught me something? What if yes was the right answer instead of no? What if what made me do all those things everyone thought I shouldn’t have done was what also had got me here? What if I was never redeemed? What if I already was?
Wild, 2014 (via writingsforwinter)
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She’s sweet, but she’s fucked-up.
Rushmore (1998) Dir. Wes Anderson (via deathnoteoflove)
(Source: skippingthewitches, via secretentriesintodarkness)
