whenever we dress up like boys or girls we end up looking exactly like the other one.
l. cohen
(via i12bent)
dragging each other forever
Ampersand
I have wasted years of my life agonizing about the fires I started
When I thought that to be strong, you must be flame retardant
And now to dress the wounds calls into question how authentic they are
There’s always someong criticizing me: “She just likes playing hospital”
Lying in my bed, I remember what you said: “There’s no such thing as accidents”
