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lipstick shade: the blood of my enemies;

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Margaux. 16 ♥ french. gay. hi i'm creepy and kawaii ✿‿✿ also queen of the hipster and the boobs xoxo i post about too much tv shows and idk #icelandhref>, boobs, nerdy stuff, music and pretty things (more?) also ... [ships]href>
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subhuman - a mix for synthetic sentients in a dystopian future

[01 | Coma | Pendulum]

[02 | Empire | Alpines - Creep remix]

[03 | Black & Gold | Sam Sparro]

[04 | Animals | Creep - ft Holly Miranda]

[05 | Under Your Spell | Desire ]

[06 | If I Had A Heart | Fever Ray]

[07 | Future Noir | Noir Deco]

[08 | I Come With Knives | IAMX]

[09 | Work, Live & Sleep In Collapsing Space | Kuedo]

[10 | I’m Not Human At All | Sleep Party People]

[11 | In The Cold I’m Standing | M83]

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welcome to 2084 | a dystopian setting playlist about the ambience of the future, paranoia, manipulation, and lies

melody - the cinematic orchestra | dawn - the cinematic orchestra | she is - gabriela robin | on the wing - how to destroy angels | robot ghost story - aperture science psychoacoustics laboratory | requiem - delerium | untrust us - crystal castles | with the flies - trent reznor & atticus ross | fantasy - the xx | two weeks & counting… - clint mansell | 23 ghosts III - nine inch nails | delta rain dream - brian eno & jon hassell | memory loss - sonoio | name taken - massive attack | please take your hand away - trent reznor & atticus ross

[ listenbecause this world i’ve created for my story is starting to haunt me

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my skin is broken out

rating: M. WARNINGS: Eating disorders, dysphoria, self-loathing, major character death. characters: quinn fabray/santana lopez (glee). word count: ~2,000.

The first thing she learns is this: hospitals aren’t white, they’re beige. Tan. White is too bright and aggressive, both for the sensitive eyes of crying relatives and the sensitive eyes of dying patients. She stares at the ceiling and pretends it’s sand, pretends she’s lying face down on a beach.

The hours tick by and she feels weaker every second. She feels like someone cut time in new sections especially for her, smaller than seconds but that still stir up for longer. She doesn’t move from fear of finishing the job herself.

(from fear she’d let herself do it.)

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