Kendahl // Lahbra.

twenty two || vancouver || this girl's got a taste for chaos...


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writingsforwinter:

When I was younger and not yet experiencing growing pains,

my father kept a collection of all the birds eggs he’d ever found

on the ledge of the garage windowsill,

even the blue speckled sparrow eggs already split in half,

the tiny body that used to be harbored inside them no longer anywhere…

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