tangled and toxic.

(Source: pushthemovement, via wherethesidewalkends)

infinitives:

Luella Luna

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(Source: cheia, via scoodles)

My head is so full;

mumblestatic is in my veins, flows to all my corners

(and I can’t hear myself)

Words are buzzing around me like toxicflies.

I should disappear for 10 seconds,

Let myself drown for a moment;

I am the shadowandnothings that you see out of the

corner of your eye.

You look at me with gentlydancingeyefreckles,

I’m floating

My hand in yours,

I’m solid

Your cheek on my cheek,

I’m okay

Your lips to my neck,

I’m okay

Our softlysweating foreheads touch,

I’m okay.

“scream.” she whispered, “scream and cry and shout. that’s the only way to let the toxic out if you don’t want it to escape on its own.”

(Source: drannamichelle, via cassandrachaos)

(Source: kresendes, via scoodles)

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