A knife?? are you flirting with me?!
urbancatfitters:
me: [vibrating slightly because I had too much caffeine] everything in the world is my fault
i want to carve my wishes into
the galaxies, trace stardust with
my small fingertips, let my lungs
inhale constellations.
—i want to feel whole /
a.a.m.l (via
inkharbors)