

34. StarsWe've got a pocketful of flaming helium balls burning holes into the sky. They're dying something brilliant in the most explosive way possible, and the only thing worth doing is to fall from the eyes of every broken heart and the lips of well-wishers.34. Stars
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In a billion microscopic reactions lie the nuclear collisions of our carbon-copy lifestyles and firefly secrets. Our lights burn out and we'll explode inward in a fireworks display of death and exhaustion. As we hurtle towards our own destruction amongst the layers &
Thank you so much for the one year tree's life
It makes me try to fly
That's here
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# et puis...
# ... un rêve sans étoiles est un rêve oublié
E T S Y │ B L O G
~Colliwolf, alpha-wolf
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Join the pack! ~TheWolfPack All wolves welcome!
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"here is what is here"
&
"there is what is everywhere
for you to put into
the blocks you are so
built up of."
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Guess what happens if you click here?
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