alyssa ✨

here's to never growing up

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[lifeinpoetry]

When you left I walked into the ocean. Not to drown but to be held by something reluctant to let go.

Leila Chatti, from “Postcard from Gone,” published in wildness (via lifeinpoetry)

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[reignfanatics]

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[lifeinpoetry]

I am not a creature that was born. I am a fire that was set.

Moss Angel The Undying, from Sea-Witch Vol. 2: Girldirt Angelfog (via lifeinpoetry)

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