i find it hard to find my tears i inch away from this scene, looking at the crevices inching away let’s say that somehow you were true let’s say that somehow you were true photo / Bizarre au Havre via Tumblr
i’m sick of the doubt and i’m sick of their fear i’m sick of their wailing that’s stuck in my ear photo / Michael Ambrose via pinterest
at the center of the flower which way do you go?
Stop trying to fit in There’s no room for you here like that photo / Nyxe via Pinterest
erase it all until it disappears and draw it again until it makes sense photos / booooooom.com and Holly Klein via Pinterest, respectively
open up my channels I’m waiting for the show
Kiss me if you wanna drink me in
. the sound of your pulse in my ears I love your heavy steady heart jolting me awake and calling me to sleep watching my heart in another body . photo / Li Hui
The flashes of the explosions are close enough to touch if you wanted to burn your fingers on the sky, and the glare rocks our shadows back against the brick, as if chaos snapped our pictures in the dark. photo / 美撒郭 writing / BILL ZAVATSKY
Was it a dream?