"There’s actually no such thing as an adult. That word is a placeholder. We never grow up. We’re not supposed to. We’re born and that’s it. We get bigger. We live through great storms. We get soaked to the bone. We realize we’re waterproof. We strive for calm. We discover what makes us feel good. We do those things over and over."

Micah Ling, “Bon Iver: Holocene,” published in Hobart (via bostonpoetryslam)

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Anonymous said:

You live in the I.E?


Nah


nichvlas:

i just wanna cuddle naked with you and see who gives in first tbh

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theogblackjesus:

I’m all for punching white people dead in da mouf if they invade ya personal bubble.

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