under long island skies

(sweetness, can you believe this?)

i'm May & this is my scrapbook..... nearly none of it is my own.
i'm a ghost, i'm a banshee, i've a voice too loud for this body.

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i wrote of love & lost once upon a time: (ellipsis) & epilogue:.
see a side project obsession with the ocean here: ave ancora.
oh this happened: fuck yeah jessica rabbit & i'm okay with it.

here: love. sass. words. music. calaveras. keys. and randomness.
me: queer. dyke. hopeful. jaded. writer. painter. dancer. intense.

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November 24, 2011

“ You really don’t understand the beauty in death do you? The atoms that make up your body become part of the earth and the universe. You aren’t becoming nothing when you die. You become everything. The purpose of life is to live. Who needs more than that? It is wonderful and it is enough.

babydali (via floralnymph)

(Source: ignatius-m, via thedame)

3 months ago