Litharin. retweeted
where is my mother? i am aching and alone, and i want to be small again. i want to know i am safe, as long as i'm in her arms. i want to remember a time i was protected. i want the smells of my childhood, of warm bread and her perfume and honeyed fly traps.
Litharin. retweeted
my daddy taught me to shoot. for the longest while, i imagined all my prey with his face. made it easier. hunter's guilt and hunter's rage go hand—in—hand like that.
Litharin. retweeted
you never thought your body could be anything but bruised. your locked door. your haunted house. the unlearning is taking so long.
Litharin. retweeted
you ache. you ache all over. you are aching to be you, but you're scared of what it means to do so.
Litharin. retweeted
Replying to @aspurnedbow
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Replying to @aspurnedbow
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Replying to @aspurnedbow
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Replying to @aspurnedbow
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Replying to @aspurnedbow
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Replying to @aspurnedbow
Litharin. retweeted
oh, hunter if you didn't want the beautiful so badly
perhaps you would've founding in your spirit singing softly
Litharin. retweeted
i always think of you before i fall asleep. the words you said, the way you looked. the things we laughed about, the silent moments we shared. and when i dream, i'll dream of you. because it's about you, it's always about you.
Litharin. retweeted
grieving , grieving , 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘭𝘺 grieving . i mourn what could have been , what will not be , what i can't save .
















