cheer up buttercup
hello there!
ella here.
eighteen, fuck i'm closer to nineteen, australia.
i'm not one for mass posting
or for posting about one particular thing.
i do not take credit for the pictures unless i say.
enjoy lovelies.
peace.
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Edvard Munch, The Scream 1893

“I was walking along the road with two friends. The sun set. I felt a [breath] of melancholy. Suddenly the sky became a bloody red. I stopped, leaned against the railing, dead tired. And I looked at the flaming clouds that hung like blood and a sword over the blue-black fjord and city. My friends walked on. I stood there, trembling with fright. And I felt a loud, unending scream piercing nature.” -Munch
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ckings:

I miss them already.

my childhood is over…..
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