"why do you like floral prints so much" because i’m not a person. secretly i’m just a mass of bees. trying to blend in with humans. unable to let go of my love of flowers

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They yell at me because I can’t see what they see. Nobody can explain to me why my eyes work different than theirs. Nobody can make it stop.
Wintergirls by Laurie Halse Anderson (via quotemybooks)

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The sun like im fading changing into gold shining on me now the color of my soul.