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myshoesuntied said: Thank you for reblogging one of my poems, "The Cartographer"! I truly appreciate it! 

Wow, thats yours? You have such amazing talent oomggg. You’ve been followed, I’m so in love with your writing eep<3 Truly amazing.

They lay beside each other in bed.
She is sleeping.
He is awake.
She always falls asleep before he does.
The sound of her breathing calms him.
It pushes the ghosts out from his rooms.
With the backs
of his fingers he rubs her elbow, and listens.
He wishes to pluck her heart
like an eyelash or a flower
from her chest
and make an infinite map out of it.
She knows he must use his hands to make things.
His hands are restless things.
He talks with them, like blind birds.
He uses them to hold her.
In the morning, he will make tea with them.
They will drink from the same cup.

Dalton Day, “The Cartographer” (via pigmenting)

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khronix said: hi hello, thank you very very much for following me. hope you have the wonderfulest of days & p.s. your sidebar & url is supah dupah cute ahh <3 

Omg your blog is amazingtastic, dont have to thank me! Have a wonderful day yourself, and thank you so much!!<3

grrrlfever:

wouldnt it be cool to just like not feel nervous about everything all the time

handslikefire:

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