a serpent lives somewhere inside my ribs between my solar plexus and my sternum so i’m sorry that i end up poisoning everything i want to sink my teeth into it’s just that i don’t know how to love without crushing something in my palms it’s just that i don’t know how to love how to be enough and maybe you can learn to think i’m cute and cuddly and good for you but i’ll always be this, some bit of broken tooth, i’ll always be wild, always dangerous always a threat to you. just. i’m sorry for hurting you. it’s all i really know how to do.
A good friend // r.i.d (via inkskinned)


















