Not a second goes by where I don’… for you have wound your way into t… Every time my heart beats, a fresh… Christian, Christian, Christian The first time a said your name, a…

Maybe it was was the 7 sleeping pi… but last night I woke up at 1:36… with the overwhelming feeling that… None of my attempts to stop the bu… Eventually,

Scars, scars, scars. Scars on my arms. Scars on my legs. Scars on my stomach. Scars on my mind.

Your eyes are full of the most beautiful constellations, and I want to memorize every one.

I have so many scars. So many. Too many to count. And all I can think is, “How can someone love me,

elegant but chaotic, burdened with the weight of destruction, but stronger because of it. bright, beautiful, with so many shining colors all entangling in a perfect, mesmerizing patter...

These scars won’t come off no matt… Unlike dirt or mud, that simply disappear with a bit o… this filth that covers my skin is… A kind that is not so easily remov…

I thought I was finally over this… this feeling, this aching in my bones, calling out touch me, touch me, touch me

I feel like my veins are about to… My lips are lacking. They’re incomplete, only half of a… My body is begging. It’s dying to be touched, to be fe…

I often find what is said to be di… rather interesting, and what is said to be interesting rather disturbing.

While riding in the car and listening to music that didn’t understand me, I noticed that there were no stars, and I don’t know what that means, but I think it means something. We pull...

Lately, I’ve started to realize that even my blood runs.

Tonight, I feel as if there is an ocean right beneath my skin. Ebbing, flowing,

I need someone to sneak up behind me, grab me by the hand, and pull me along beside them.