“When I go, bury me with nothing but my own skin. I spent far too many days trying to outrun this thing called mine. So if I set myself into your arms would you hold me like the Earth, quietly? I am yours. Give me a field, give me a big sky. A mountain. Give me your mouth. I’m just looking for a quiet place that I could die inside of.”
—Anis Mojgani
(Source: tislaurabelle, via moonfever)
“When I go, bury me with nothing but my own skin. I spent far too many days trying to outrun this thing called mine. So...
“When I go, bury me with nothing but my own skin. I spent far too many days trying to outrun this thing called mine. So...