As the moon ascends
The wolves come out to see the end
They hide from view and wait
To watch the ghost inside you come awake
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You are whatever a moon has always meant and whatever a sun will always sing.
E.E. Cummings (via rabbitinthemoon)
otherkin are not harmful to anyone were just small birds and dogs and stars and robots and we just want to be treated kindly
oh god 2.0 