Hudson Taylor - care
Go to sleep and close your eyes,
And dream of broken butterflies
That tore their wings against a thorn.
You know the pain that they have endured
Silver metal shine so bright
Scarlet blood that feels so right.
Dream of that blood trickling down,
And wake up just before you drown.
|—||Amy Efaw, After (via expiry)|
All I wanted out of this day was to come back inexplicably happy, but here I am, sat in my pool of tears. This shouldn’t have turned out this way. Especially not in the subjects I gave my everything in.
My thighs are huge cuz they’re full of secrets
Wrap them around my ears and let me hear them all
Smooth as fuck
Just because you are anorexic, suicidal, black, white, Muslim, Jewish, whatever…
It does not mean that your prejudice or offensive jokes are any LESS offensive
Sydney, August 12th 2014
Sydney, August 13th 2014