cataclysm
I don't have a purpose in this dimension.
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Vladimir Nabokov (Lolita)
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(via hellish-daddy)
(via crax)
Perhaps, somewhere, some day, at a less miserable time, we may see each other again.
Vladimir Nabokov (Lolita)
(Source: hellish-daddy, via crax)
And she was mine, she was mine, the key was in my fist, my fist was in my pocket, she was mine
