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We wasted all the best of us in alcohol and sweat
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Ruby. Seventeen. Sydney town. Red lipstick, tattoos, short hair, imperfect beauty.
I think in lyrics, I love in photographs, I speak the truth with my eyes, I am petrified of normal. I wan’t to be original, I don’t think i want to be fixed. I don’t really make sense, but there is entertainment in slight insanity. -all of the writing without sources is my own, please don’t steal!
“She always had that about her, that look of otherness, of eyes that see things much too far, and of thoughts that wander off the edge of the world.”
Addictive personality, masochist, teenage girl precaring her teenage doom.
kindred spirits
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