the back of a Band-Aid box to me for fun.
Remove when the wounds start
needing time to breathe, it said.
Bullshit.
If love is a wound, there’s no breathing involved.
It’s more like hyperventilating.
WritingsforWinter
April showers may bring flowers.
Im April Dawn. I live my life in organized chaos. Im in a phase of change and discovery and its amazing. My sisters mean the world to me. My friends are my family. I live for God now that I realize its the only way to live. Im simple.complex.childish.mature.creative.
hilarious.quiet.bubbly. but mostly I am myself so please respect that. If you want to know more, follow or click the question mark and ask me anything :)
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12:28 am
When I was a child, my mother read
the back of a Band-Aid box to me for fun.
Remove when the wounds start
needing time to breathe, it said.
Bullshit.
If love is a wound, there’s no breathing involved.
It’s more like hyperventilating.
the back of a Band-Aid box to me for fun.
Remove when the wounds start
needing time to breathe, it said.
Bullshit.
If love is a wound, there’s no breathing involved.
It’s more like hyperventilating.
Writings for Winter: a list of things i'll never tell him
I’m sorry we mistook emotional manipulation for love.
I finished off that half-eaten apricot on your plate
on graduation day because I wanted to swallow something
that had touched your mouth.
Here’s a funny joke without a great punchline: what’s
the difference between love and a nightmare?
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