brokenworthlessness

"As I reach out to touch your hand, my trembling fingers pass through your silken flesh. You turn toward me and I say, “hello”, not realizing your eyes are focused on the silhouette behind. As I part ..."

"Tears run down your fragile face, forming streaks of pale white in the crimson blood caked on your soft skin. Your blonde hair hangs in your eyes, stained brown from the blood that you have shed in y..."