Gum disease is embarrassing
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and sometimes i feel like i’m living my life in the third person; there is something controlling me and it is rotting inside. i feel like i live to tell my experiences rather than to experience life itself. my insides feel stained with dirt i have never tasted before yet it has planted itself deep within my stomach and it’s rapidly spreading through me. i do not know what it is. and i must cleanse myself of it in any way i can - but i don’t know how to or who to ask for help
-a
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wearing my human skin as if nothing is wrong , even when it starts to slip i pretend not to notice when they start to scream and cry i stay still its almost as if im trying to pass off as one of them even though they know what i am now , a freak , a monster , something unnatural , something they hate and want to destroy,
they burn my flesh off with their fire, tear my guts out with there spears , till i am reduced to a bloody mess laying next to the skin i used to wear
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I'd kill for bare body contact
Warmth.
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& words are all that i have
but it isn’t enough
so i photograph
but it isn’t enough
so i film
but it isn’t enough
so i paint
but it isn’t enough
so i sculpt
but it isn’t enough
so i dance
but it isn’t enough
so i sing
but it isn’t enough
so i perform
but it isn’t enough
& words are all that i have
— to describe you
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I made a little zine!
You can download and print it yourself here
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I won't read your book of obligations no matter how necessary.
I need my red book,
he will take me far away from here,
far away from you,
of the real and rotten.
He will lead me to eternal life,
where I have no rest,
where I love abundantly,
where I drink exclusively in imagination,
where my passion about fairy tales take me.
Where I become complete, like I've never been.
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i suppose i love this life, in spite of my clenched fist.
Time Is A Mother, Ocean Vuong // The Brothers Karamazov, Fyodor Dostoyevsky // The Cow, Ariana Reines // Ask Polly, Heather Havrilesky // October, Mary Oliver // Dead Stars, Ada Limón // Night Walk, Franz Wright// Xenotransplantation, Sam Sax // Angels In America, Tony Kushner // Birthday, Andrea Gibson (thank you @saint-garbage, i have zero idea whether they are poems or quotes for most of them, so i can't help out there, forgive me, i'm trying my best)
for @shestrying
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- unknown (unable to find credits)
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I'm a child. Why must I be expected to stop acting like one before you've told me what it takes to be an adult.
- fifteen year old me
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“A cage went in search of a bird.”
— Franz Kafka
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