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. if he could have held you with the grip of knowing what elements you’re made of you still would have burned through skin it’s safer to put you down close the door + throw away the key . photo / Olivia Bee

. you speak and I get closer and suddenly my air is your air and we are no longer one and another . . writing / ⁃ @loser.zine photo / Tamara Lichtenstein

    I just want to dance on the beach again, Under the pink skies we call home.         photo / Juan Ricardo Huerta writing / Kendall Hill    

    How will I know if It is midnight or If I’m dead ?         photo / Wang.Wei writing / Kendall Hill

    a tiger sleeping under my skin, a tiger sleeping under your skin          

  Letting go’s not giving in          

    the room is on fire and she’s fixing her hair

      It could be you.