I can’t steal you, no, like you stole me.

Everything is a self-portrait. A diary. Your whole drug history’s in a strand of your hair. Your fingernails. The forensic details. The lining of your stomach is a document. The calluses on your hand tell all your secrets. Your teeth give you away. Your accent. The wrinkles around your mouth and eyes. Everything you do shows your hand. Chuck Palahniuk, Diary (via paperheartsandpearls)

(Source: shesanargonaut, via longwaytorecovery)

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