(by Humza Deas)
Adding final details to this handsome fella.. (Instagram)
thug life? more like hug life. come here
My soul is from elsewhere, I’m sure of that, and I intend to end up there.
I look at you and see all the ways a soul can bruise, and I wish I could sink my hands into your flesh and light lanterns along your spine so you know that there’s nothing but light when I see you.
Please forgive me if I don’t talk much at times. It’s loud enough in my head.
From 18 to 22 you meet a lot of temporary people.
There’s a monster at the end of this book. It’s the blank page where the story ends and you’re left alone with yourself and your thoughts.
Welcome to Night Vale (via creatures-of-the-rain)obstinate-and-headstrong)
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