For my life rests on the turn of a blade
For my life rests on the touch of a feather
For my life is no longer my own.
-The Descent of Inanna
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- luna_lux
- i adore labels. i love them. i cut them up and repaste them together again in little confetti anachronisms until i find one that looks like a gorgeous ransom note and say 'that'll fit.'
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