"1. if you ever want to wear mommy’s make-up, just make sure you don’t eat it. when it’s time to go to bed, I will help you wash it off.

2. when school starts and you want to jump rope instead of play kickball, be careful not to trip and hurt your knees.

3. if you grow up and a boy makes your heart hurt, you do not have to be ashamed.

4. if you fall in love with a girl
who wears the same clothes
as you, it will be easy for me to buy you both presents.

5. if I teach you anything, I will teach you to be gentle.

6. you are not Atlas and the world
is not a burden for you to carry.

7. if you do not like your body, if you feel like you were put inside the wrong one, I will stand by and watch you become again.

8. because we are human beings and we do not always have to
take what we are given.

9. I will love you constantly, fervently, always.

10. I will teach you the value of
the word “no” so that, when you hear it, you do not question it.

11. when the war comes
and you want to fight, I will
sleep with clenched fists until you come home to me.

12. when the war comes and you don’t want to go, I will sleep soundly.

13. you are allowed to be soft. you are allowed to break and bend. you do not have to be strong. you do not have to be a soldier."

- a letter to my future son | Caitlyn S. (via alonesomes)

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June

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continualsanitynotlikely:

Whoa man self control is tough shit recently like I just wanna affection that person but I can’t because reasons

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June

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the moment the vodka lands on your tongue,
you whisper blood into my cheeks
that lights a fire
not even flurries of her icy anger
could ever put out.
i am all too aware
of the gentle brush of your burnt skin
against the pale white of my own
and the clouds of smoke
that drift from your lips
slowly graze mine
until i can taste it,
but when you speak her name
every cell in my body turns to lead
until i could singlehandedly
sink a thousand ships
and with them
the faith
that i’ve unknowingly
put into you.
she holds the parts of you
that are blackened
a little more
every time her hand
intertwines with yours,
the parts that i desire
to sprinkle stardust upon
until they’ve healed so cleanly
that you’ll never feel alone again.
but the fire remains,
burning my throat
as i gasp out the words
to reassure you both
that your sails will sustain
and the tide will keep calm enough
to return you to the shore
where i wait
and wait
and
wait.