this is the happiest i have ever been
I get my news from the only reliable source, cryptic symbolism in my dreams
(Source: stop-watching-anime, via broccolibitch)
my hand grew large
grew out of the ground
first it turned to stone
then it was covered in moss
critters began to burrow under my nails
the forest tried to swallow it
the hand you touched
to your lips one night in february
grew cold
and gray
the hand that felt your stiff warmth one furtive morning
became a lithic mockery
of what we knew
very tired of having $5