a place for my heart to rest.

I wear a mask to cover myself in the shape of a grin.

[ell-hs]

[12thhouserevelations]

[pup-purgatory]

[paper-wounds]

[notbutafantasy]

[heavensghost]

[heavensghost]

I know I could have loved you but you would not let me

[heavensghost]

Words from sun bleached flies by Ethel cain

[heavensghost]

You are as far from me as memory

[heavensghost]

tell me to come back

[heavensghost]

the memory hurts but does me no harm

[heavensghost]

Apple zine! With a little poem I wrote

[iced-latte]

[mondo-grosso]

[paper-wounds]

via

[artbylittlebug]

[immafuster]

Frida Kahlo, 1939