#big lucks

Men hate it when women talk to god When god chooses women to talk to This is why I’m eternally reborn rather than immortal

I've seen wondrous things but Never like When you come Into a room and light Shines thru

I am trying to tell you that burial is for the rich for the rest of us, there is only the night sewing itself shut

I come from a fleeing people first land and then lovers I have a collection of both over each shoulder turns out there's no good way to become dust turns out there's no such thing as a clean exit

I'm learning a lot lately about the visitation rights of a memory, and how it feels to have joint custody of yourself with yourself.