i didn't know that the war was still inside you, that there was a war to begin with, that once it enters you it never leaves—but merely echoes, a sound forming the face of your own son.
ocean vuong, on earth we're briefly gorgeous.
constantine. tan for short.
18 he / him. queer.
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to you, i want you to know that you are precious and loved. just your breath in this world is a blessing to many people, myself included. if you ever need anything, my dms are always open.thank you for reading my carrd until the end. enjoy your stay.