May 2013
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And all at once the forest caught aflame.
What once was us dancing among the ashes
turned to me still holding the fire,
it’s brilliance licking at my palms
as the trees folded in.
Darling, there’s nothing left to burn but me.
iloveoldmeninspeedos asked: you went to the paramore concert? when did it start and end!
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“I.
When I was trying to quit smoking
and we drank white wine from Mason jars,...”
– Clementine von Radics, All That’s Left To Tell (via thewastedgeneration)
i never really liked
my name
much
until i found out
what it tastes like
when you sigh it
into my
mouth
I’m not sure how much longer I can sleep alone before the void gets the best of me.
I no longer sleep in quiet for the fear of what haunts me.
