Oh god I haven't posted in so long, blame school not me! Okay that's a lie, half of it is that school is ending soon (3 weeks) and culminatings are starting to way me down. The other half is that I'm lazy bugger sometimes with heavy procrastinative tendancies. Have some future regular posting and pretty pictures as a gift to me to you.
“ These are the parts of him I find impossible to cut myself loose from. They are beautiful qualities. But beauty is heavy, and though I’m young I am getting tired from carrying around the bits and shreds of my father’s beauty. ”
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“ ‘In fact,’ he told me whispering, learning forward and tucking his can of beer on the floor beside his armchair, ‘I traded my ribcage for a chunk of ice instead.’
This explained a lot. From my father I got many recessive genes. Fair eyes, fair skin, and the mermaid part. The surrender places. I did not get a torso of ice though sometimes it feels that way, as if something solid that once was there melted now and still aches with the vacancy of him when it rains.”
Samantha Hunt, The Seas
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