

celineceline was a lovely girl with lovely little spots freckled across her face. she wore too-tiny dresses; a seemingly-nonexistent size 0. the ends of her fingers were like small pink plums squeezed dry.celine
at the age of seventeen, she cut her hair down to her ears. she screamed, not knowing why.
she sits at the side of her bed. the peach and blue-washed waves stain her window glass. bugs hum above her eyelids. she is happy.
her legs are a pastiche of bruises and milkweed.
she wears a ring around one fin
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"tempus fugit, tempus frangit."
Your art is wonderful soooo I'm gonna have to watch you back (:
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More Than Ever Hour After
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i need...pants.
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