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the small girl smiles. one eyelid flickers.
she whips a pistol from her knickers.
she aims it at the creature’s head
and bang bang bang, she shoots him dead.

~ roald dahl, revolting rhymes

(Source: mermaidblues)

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and i’ve kissed the moon
it was full when i fell in love with thee

(Source: tuperting)

If you play, I’ll have no one to talk to on the bench

(Source: tuperting)

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we’re just a bunch of teenagers.

(Source: tuperting)