"We lay ourselves parallel to the sky, perpendicular to tree roots. We try to battle light pollution the same may I try to battle everything beneath my ribs." - Nhixxie; n.t; nikka ursula (26) (wpg, CAN)
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"You carry your death in every cell of you. Every tiny mote in your body is dying, faster than sleight of hand. You are always dying, every second."


– Catherynne M. Valente, from Deathless (via lifeinpoetry)
aryasnow Source: lifeinpoetry
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