(via weandourwords)
my love has concrete feet
I am writing graffiti on your body I am drawing the story of how hard we tried I am watching your chest rise and fall like the tides of my life, and the rest of it all and your bones have been my bed frame and your flesh has been my pillow I am waiting for sleep to offer up the deep with both hands.
NO! Please go! I can’t control myself when I transform fully. I don’t want to give you a yeast infection. JUST GO!! ARRRRGAAAAA!
(via beth-sturge)
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