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I can see your soul at the edges of your eyes. It’s corrosive, like acid. You got a demon, little man. There’s a shadow in you, son.



That’s it. That’s my bad motherfucker.

(Source: ozhin)



then and now



Traci Lords in John Waters’ Cry-Baby (1990)