;that which the sea breaks against

move, move, move.

Inside skin
You don’t need the place you’re in
Insole heel
I’m starting to hate the way I feel
Inside too
I don’t want to be like you
Someday we’ll heal
Love and you hate the way we feel

—tobacco (via albinochimera)

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