this was a sight to see, taken during an outdoor concert in philly last saturday.
"But I’m not gonna sit around and waste my precious divine energy, trying to explain and be ashamed of things you think are wrong with me."
— yes. keyword ‘think.’
(Source: spit-dirty, via flesh-machine)
This August
my hair will be very long and very black x)
You Are
she is the light between the spaces of your outstretched fingers.
the dust that glistens through the sun rays streaming inside your window
the muted static on your tv
and the invisible toxins lingering in your room from burning incense.
you are
the reason she bleeds.
