Petrichor by Sadistik

On September the first 2007, I learned what it’s like to feel the world collapse beneath me
To free fall for so long that you forget what the ground ever felt like in the first place
And the only thought you do have, is that when you finally land you hope as hard as enough that no piece of you will be discovered again
You see..
I watched my hero die that day my friends,
And so far I have survived every day since
I have no choice but to forward while being gnawed on by the birds of prey
Praying that I never have to take another step in the same direction
I am the deliverer of ashes
A cultivator of roses in my fathers name
And while I missed the pieces of myself that has been killed by my own hands,
I celebrate the ones that I have created since
I have reinvented myself more times than I care to count and each one is a little less beautiful than the last
Which leads me to here, the now
The culmination of every moment of my life and I want nothing more than to tear every piece of my flesh off one by one to show you what’s been hiding underneath,
Because these are the flowers for my father

hay-girl-hay-lesbifriends:

mymindpalaceisatardis:

viacherbourgandqueenstown:

It’s that time of month again… you know what that means…

BEST DESCRIPTION OF A PERIOD I HAVE EVER SEEN IN MY ENTIRE LIFE

this is so true it hurts.