erin. 21. bibliophile and human biology student. i like magic cards, sharks, trivia and laser tag. also, cats.
~ Wednesday, April 23 ~
~ Tuesday, April 22 ~
~ Monday, April 21 ~
This is my skin. It keeps out the rain and words I’d rather not hear like “I’m tired” or “I’m fine” or “We need to talk.”
This is my skin and it’s thick. This is not your skin. Yet you are still under it.
— Iain S. Thomas, I Wrote This For You
Everyone who terrifies you is sixty five percent water. And everyone you love is made of stardust, and I know sometimes you can’t even breathe deeply, and the night sky is no home, and you have cried yourself to sleep enough times that you are down to your last two percent, but nothing is infinite, not even loss. You are made of the sea and the stars, and one day you are going to find yourself again.
~ Sunday, April 20 ~