Notes
“the night sky is vast, unending, predictable; peace when we had known none. and maybe that's why, lying here, my hands laced in his beneath a canopy of stars, i finally feel at home. (or alternatively, perhaps it's just him).”
a playlist for this terrible horrible relationship which has broken my heart a million times over; may you find peace in elysium.
2 comments on cannot find any peace;
slantways February 12, 2015
lovely
⃠wearedoomed February 10, 2015
One of my favourites
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