heat lightning looks like static under a cloak inconsistently illuminating the horizon line as if someone
had just exhaled all their cigarette smoke into a jar full of fireflies
black-hearted-bat-deactivated20:
“I plant my baby teeth like seeds and up grows a girl who can lie in the sun where no man will touch her.”
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“Longing for something that you once had is a mistake because the pictures in your mind are never the same as whatever it is you are longing for.”— Jane Urquhart (via purplebuddhaquotes)
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“Always nights I feel the ocean biting at my life. (…)”— Louise Glück, from Egg in “Poems 1962-2012″
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