I wish to cry. Yet, I laugh, and my lipstick leaves a red stain like a bloody crescent moon on the top of the beer can.
- Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals (via teenager90s)

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Full Moon Rises Over Akeley Swamp, Akeley, PA

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talents include looking 12 and saying thank you to the bus driver

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