lune

Buenos Aires, Argentina Miguel E. Plaza

you always stand up, steven.

“What are those things on her eyes? Are those people that she’s killed? She’s so beautiful and strong and courageous.”

the angels + deancas

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small birdsongs that rise above the noise of the city 8:53 a.m. // september 15th

“you think you’re the only ones who’ve lost people? you think you’re the only ones with pain? you think you can take your shit and dump it on me? you don’t get to do that! so you take your god damned pain and you live with it, assholes!”

gradients

Mr. Cooper caught us that time, remember? He was like, “Hey, assholes.” We ran. We just ran.

I don’t know why I do that sometimes. You know, like, lie about things for no reason.