I Crave A Warm Body. A Gentle Voice. And Soft Hands Against My Skin.

i keep talking and then feeling like i should shut up but it’s too hateful to believe so i talk more until I feel again like i should shut up.

this isn’t angst.

i want to talk in a way that feels harmless

this is a question

ah so i have ascended.

and i am not lonely up here in the sky.

Me and my pebble brain

if you see this give me attention

i need it

  When you’re going to kill a god, let someone else do your dirty work. 

a carnivorous giraffe whose jaws can unhinge like a python’s

world? i am so happy as of late. The things that bothered me so much just aren’t. The fuck ups and things i hated are so far away. The fear i had! It’s distant!

I can sit here and observe this peaceful ocean, this lovely field of calm

Healing is worth the struggle :D

life is good actually. fuck you.

I feel

Today i feel like melting

my heart hurts

maybe i just need to eat

i never feel satisfied

i am falling

into an embrace

of my own cold arms

my skin fragments of ice

i really should eat

all i feel is like lying in the dark

pretending my blankets are a hug

my pillow her kiss

maybe i should just shatter

dissolve into dark

breath in my salty tears

or just get up and make dinner

some people need to have a purring cat sit in their lap whilst they can rest for a bit

the guitar and his voice and the voice cracks and the straining and all the passion he puts into it and the texture of the song and how happy he looks and and and and