Anonymous (via a-complete-idiot)
Me pretty much all the time. (via falling-apart-sl0wly)
i want to bleed. i want to open my skin and let my canned sadness seep into the dirt. i want it to resound through the earth until mother nature wraps flowers against my bluing skin in pity. i want him to come kiss me goodbye even though he never cared for me. i want him to shatter me one last time. i want to decompose in the woods somewhere, finally having a purpose of feeding this environment. i want no one to acknowledge my death. i want them to be thankful i am off their hands. i want to disappear into lapping blue waves and crawling tree roots. i want to become a piece of something beautiful. i want you to carve poems into my bones and stretch my skin until it is strong enough to save. i want to finally have a reason to exist at all. i want to find my place six feet under the ground. i want to be.
10:10 pm thoughts (via azealia-raven)