thalía.

Now I know why many men have stopped and wept Half-way between the loves they leave and seek, And wondered if travel leads them anywhere -- Horizons keep the soft line of your cheek, The windy sky’s a locket for your hair.

— William Faulkner.

On the fire escape, one stupid petunia still blooms, purple trumpet blowing high notes at the sky long after the rest of the band has packed up and gone home.

The Terre Haute Tribune, Indiana, March 28, 1952

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The draft should not exist. Drafting people into the military is a violation of human rights. You should not be able to force someone to risk their life. If you can't find enough people who care about a conflict to keep it going then it simply shouldn't keep going. You can't even force someone to donate a kidney using government power, why the fuck can you force them to donate their whole body and life to a cause they don't agree with or don't care about?

look at this. look at these. im foaming at the mouth