me and things.

Dear follower, I write, erase, and re write messages at least 10 times until it feels perfect. Sometimes I can spend 1 hour writing a short message.

It’s painful. So if you ever read me and you thought I sound weird, stupid or whatever. I am not. I’m just too afraid… o__o! And if you stalk me, you can tell I delete most of my posts. Same reason.

punkgods:

magic girls fallen stars

they are the cosmos come to rest in bodies of flesh and bone, with supernova eyes and black hole hearts, entire universes trapped inside. sometimes the stars leak through and worlds drip from their fingers like blood. they are careless destruction incarnate, all the secrets of space bound to earth in a form that can barely contain them, and even then not for long.

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