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by theuglyearring

 

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“Love never dies a natural death. It dies because we don’t know how to replenish its source. It dies of blindness and errors and betrayals. It dies of illness and wounds; it dies of weariness, of witherings, of tarnishings.”

~anais nin

 

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(film stills: medea, lars von tier)

 

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