(Source: all-things-bright-and-beyootiful, via supfucks)
It’s easy to grow knives from my skin,
when before I’ve even opened my eyes I’m hopeless.
Thinking that this life is way too hard,
for no particular reason other then,
fear.
I have no reason to fear you.
No reason to cling so tightly.
I’m trying to let go,
simply because these things are heavy.
-Ali Carmitchel












