do not assume that i am a child because i wear flower wreaths in my hair. in the wintertime, their petals shrivel to reveal the obsidian bones of a crown underneath.
‘’ we all die. the goal isn’t to live forever, the goal is to create something that will. ‘’ - redelinquent-blog
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❛———— that’s real deep , jason .❜her response sounded somewhat breezy , attempting to appear as though the words didn’t strike a chord with her , didn’t make her feel as though she wasn’t leaving enough behind . for all the age of them , a legacy shouldn’t be their main priority / not yet anyway ! they had their whole lives to create something that would help them live on in the minds of the people .
brows furrowed slightly as she shook the thought from her mind , a small crinkle of the nose to follow ; green hues examine him attentively before lips parted to form more words of her own .❛ —— what’s got you talking like that anyway ? ? it’s not like you’re going anywhere any time soon .❜
