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There is a lake in Tanzania That turns everything it touches into stone— Petrified animals washing up on shore. I’ve known people like that: Who drag loved ones into their waters And send out dead things with the tide. People who walk into your life With poison fingers and Midas touches That leave hearts hardened and calcified. People who spit back love covered in salt. . I have walked back alleys and lost loves That looked red and cracked like the water. I have seen people Who are calm and flat like the lake. I have watched Beauty Break Trust over her knee And lay her, gentle, on the shoreline. I have been among the bodies Left crumbling in the waves. Because sometimes, no amount of knowing Is enough to keep you from the water. Sometimes, the desire to drink Is stronger than anything else.

Lake Natron, by Ashe Vernon (via latenightcornerstore)

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My bath looks like the night sky

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Depression

a girl laying down

with the universe

spilling out of her

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Okay so anyone that reblogs this, I'll send them a little doodle of something (Marvel, Star Wars, Sherlock, The Witcher, etc.) that reminds me of their blog!

“A mermaid found a swimming lad, Picked him up for her own, Pressed her body to his body, Laughed; and plunging down Forgot in cruel happiness That even lovers drown.”        ―    W.B. Yeats

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