from vulture’s interview with mark mylod
“I held my grief like two limp tulips. What am I allowed to have? I’m still here. I’m still hers. I’m still a body licked by stars.”— “Departure” by Erika L. Sánchez
(via decreation)
anik:
water moment
“You’re marrying a man fathoms beneath you… because you don’t want to risk being betrayed!“