@1 week ago with 5100 notes
Honey, I am seven fox years old. My father died at seven and a half. I don’t want to live in a hole anymore, and I’m going to do something about it.
(Source: wooneymara, via speakless)
@3 weeks ago with 32564 notes
how seeing the shape of your mouth
that first time, I kept staring
until my blood turned to rain.
Some things take root
in the brain and just don’t