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Oct
12

damaged but not broken

. damaged .

Ouch I have lost myself again
Lost myself and I am nowhere to be found,
Yeah I think that I might break
I’ve lost myself again and I feel unsafe

sia – breathe me

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Sep
9

my imagination

my imagination

“I can no longer think of anything but you. In spite of myself, my imagination carries me to you. I grasp you, I kiss you, I caress you, a thousand of the most amorous caresses take possession of me.”

Honore de Balzac, letter to Evelina Hanska, June 1836

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