(anywhere but here)
: will always, travel.
(anywhere but here)
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This poster is probably the best birthday present anyone has gotten me, ever.
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so… i live somewhere again.
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Q: hii! would you be willing to trade chapbooks? :)
Asked by yhtlihp
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Of Bodies, Final details. Chapbook finished.
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two years later, and it still looks great.
two years later, and i can/cannot believe i’m moving
again.
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This is Probably one of myFavorite movies.
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A similar feeling, that of…..
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summer, but not real summer
summer, but not real summer
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as many of you know

And some of you don’t,

The month of July one year ago, I spent in kansas taking care of my grandmother while she was dying from lung cancer. At the end of the month, after weeks of spending time with her and staying by her bedside night and day throughout the process of her decline, I watched her die. Though it is hard to say if she understood where she was in moment, I held her hand watched her die in a place she hated.

Starting that day, and since then, until today; as a way to mark time and save memory my hair has been as blonde/white as it could be.

And now I travel. And now I’mas bald as when she died. And now And now And now And now. And I’m still grieving, it is difficult to process an intimate moment with someone once they’re dead.
as many of you know

And some of you don’t,

The month of July one year ago, I spent in kansas taking care of my grandmother while she was dying from lung cancer. At the end of the month, after weeks of spending time with her and staying by her bedside night and day throughout the process of her decline, I watched her die. Though it is hard to say if she understood where she was in moment, I held her hand watched her die in a place she hated.

Starting that day, and since then, until today; as a way to mark time and save memory my hair has been as blonde/white as it could be.

And now I travel. And now I’mas bald as when she died. And now And now And now And now. And I’m still grieving, it is difficult to process an intimate moment with someone once they’re dead.
as many of you know

And some of you don’t,

The month of July one year ago, I spent in kansas taking care of my grandmother while she was dying from lung cancer. At the end of the month, after weeks of spending time with her and staying by her bedside night and day throughout the process of her decline, I watched her die. Though it is hard to say if she understood where she was in moment, I held her hand watched her die in a place she hated.

Starting that day, and since then, until today; as a way to mark time and save memory my hair has been as blonde/white as it could be.

And now I travel. And now I’mas bald as when she died. And now And now And now And now. And I’m still grieving, it is difficult to process an intimate moment with someone once they’re dead.
as many of you know

And some of you don’t,

The month of July one year ago, I spent in kansas taking care of my grandmother while she was dying from lung cancer. At the end of the month, after weeks of spending time with her and staying by her bedside night and day throughout the process of her decline, I watched her die. Though it is hard to say if she understood where she was in moment, I held her hand watched her die in a place she hated.

Starting that day, and since then, until today; as a way to mark time and save memory my hair has been as blonde/white as it could be.

And now I travel. And now I’mas bald as when she died. And now And now And now And now. And I’m still grieving, it is difficult to process an intimate moment with someone once they’re dead.
as many of you know

And some of you don’t,

The month of July one year ago, I spent in kansas taking care of my grandmother while she was dying from lung cancer. At the end of the month, after weeks of spending time with her and staying by her bedside night and day throughout the process of her decline, I watched her die. Though it is hard to say if she understood where she was in moment, I held her hand watched her die in a place she hated.

Starting that day, and since then, until today; as a way to mark time and save memory my hair has been as blonde/white as it could be.

And now I travel. And now I’mas bald as when she died. And now And now And now And now. And I’m still grieving, it is difficult to process an intimate moment with someone once they’re dead.
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Still traveling
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