United States of America

14 years old and don’t know what to do with my life

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if everyone loves you, you’re not being yourself. make some enemies, my star-shine darlings.


November 5, 2019


solstice days have never felt further apart. they feed on the sun and the sun’s reflection; tired vultures close to a dry demise—an expiry of time.
    with my fingers tucked between my thighs, i narrow my eyes through the sunset dust motes, into the waning white light, and in the warmth of the final trickling drops of cosmic exhalation, my frigid fingers seem to feel even colder than my deadweight of a heart.


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  • paigepaigepaige

    "with my fingers tucked between my thighs" bro this gets me everytime GOOD JOB

    2 months ago