I’m more than a handful

I’m a leg and an arm


Firestorm in a flood

Mascara running in the rain

I’m the crazy you can’t keep but I’d like to see you try

I’ll love you just like that

A thunderstorm at midnight

- ( @prolixen )

Cry.
And cry hard.
Wipe your eyes
On the sleeves of scratchy sweaters
Clean your nose
Pressed well into your pillowcase.
Rub your skin raw
Bruise your face red
Until the air stings your soul.
Even without layers
You are still alive.
—  D.K.