meek & mild

ever since i was a little girl i knew i wanted to go missing

“I crush her against me. I want to be part of her. not just inside her but all around her. I want our rib cages to crack open and our hearts to migrate and merge. I want our cells to braid together like living thread.”

For my birthday I want my brain cells back

in someone's eyes I am an angel. may I sleep peacefully tonight

posted this while doing something deranged and illegal

i KNEW strangers and vacancy were sisters

no god complex. only angel complex

The call of the cicada rumbles in my chest, locked deep down in me and kept safe in the vault between my ribs. It is there that I keep my longing, too. The cicada waits so long to feel their beloved’s touch, and they whir with it and call their loneliness into the sky. I will not. But I will hear them, and keep their love next to mine.

this doesnt go with my blog but this is where the lemonade music video was filmed so

me [completely out of touch with my feelings, trying to describe an emotion]: I feel, um, glittery? buzzy. like peeling my skin off