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Special Death.

"I want things to hurt —
cigarette smoke to burn my lungs,
glass shards to cut my skin,
pavement to rasp against my knees.

I do not want beautiful;
I want a goddamn tragedy.


Meggie C. Royer, from “Tragedies" (via violentwavesofemotion)

"Your promises don’t mean anything anymore."

"You made me hate myself alot"

5/2/14 Six word story

by me

(via overratedsuicide)