"let us lie here forever. let us be buried as wild things are, by tooth and claw and worm. let the grasses grow up through the sockets of our eyes. let them find us in seven years or seventy, and let their brows furrow, because they cannot' tell my bones from yours"
this book will forever be imprinted on my heart i swear to fucking god
— Jan 25, 2026 02:35PM
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