CHARACTERS AS COCKTAILS 🍹 ➤ nondisney ladies (part 2/3)
oops! it seems i tripped and dropped several million free books, papers, and other resources
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https://sci-hub.se
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https://core.ac.uk
omfg i forgot that i never showed tumblr my greatest achievement. my pride and joy, my pi-ass de résistance
You look nice,” her smile is both to reassure herself and say to me, “I mean it.” We have been talking for weeks now and a compliment at the top of things is an unconscious whisper, “I am worried.” I can feel the creak of my bones when I walk, the fat clinging on as muscles dissolve - the trip to the toilet leaves me lightheaded. The camera captures the hollows of my eyes, the slow process of taunting my skin over the bones. The hair is oily and standing of its own accord, like fireworks that are frozen. I think it shows how hollow I feel. “How are you feeling? How is the new medication doing?” “A little better - I made it out of bed today.”
btw if you ever see me wearing a ram's skull and holding a knife covered in blood up to the elbows don't even worry about it
Amelia from the year 1991 (33). A person working to find their self love again.
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