Some days in late August at home are like this, the air thin and eager like this, with something in it sad and nostalgic and familiar…
―  William Faulkner, The Sound and the Fury (via wordsnquotes)
I wanted to write “stay”
on your sides, surround
your bed with oceans
of salt. I hope he folds you
into a fox, loves you
like a splintered arrow,
brandishes the kill
of your lips.
May the bouquet
of your hips wither.
May the wolves
forget your name.
― J. Bradley, Goodnight (via alonesomes)

thephotogfeminist:

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dokibots:

haha! have fun at highschool today NERDS. i’m gonna be doing cool ADULT stuff like sleeping WHENEVER i want and CRYING