Curvy Girl

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Me:
I won't get jealous I won't get jealous I won't get jealous I won't get jealous I won't get jealous
Me:
Who's this fucking whore

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There is something about words. In expert hands, manipulated deftly, they take you prisoner. Wind themselves around your limbs like spider silk, and when you are so enthralled you cannot move, they pierce your skin, enter your blood, numb your thoughts. Inside you they work their magic.
Diane Setterfield, The Thirteenth Tale (via shessofuckedinthehead)

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