Sheila, for those of you who would like to know. This is where I feel free.
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vincentvangonads:

Shadow play
I want to get in an argument with your mouth
that neither of us can win,
tongues twisted up like roots.

I want to kiss you and feel like I am growing. excerpt from “Between Your Anxieties And My Pen” by Trista Mateer (via tristamateer)

(via anchorsandlovenotes)

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iamthevictim:

selfish-doubt:

THIS IS HAPPENING

WHAT