saxinthemorning asked: is today your birthday??
s-emi-colon: Flowers will grow from underneath my fingernails. My ribcage will be a fence for grapes to scale and upwards upwards upwards - they will share their secrets with the sky, roots twisting labrynths around my toes. maybe in this heaven my broken body is lovely. Maybe it is not a pair of wooden doors flung open to reveal a dusty spiral staircase that leads to nothing....
I hid my deepest feelings so well I forgot where I placed them.– Amy Tan, Saving Fish From Drowning (via larmoyante)