#glass bones

[the-littlest-melody]

I’m not sure what I expected from a 1-Laff Uber.

[dilffukker]

[thousand-page-dreams]

🌹🌹🌹🌹 Go wild

Thanks :) From Glass Bones: Rhys blocked his thoughts of Octavia. Only when almost asleep, he’d step into that ocean of memories and feel the gentle waves, like when Octavia taught him to dance. From Glass Butterflies: Bubblegum bruised the linoleum. Gum tasted like rubber after a few minutes. (not as meaningful as the others, but I like this description!) “I prefer maximum wishes. I don’t understand how dandelions grow in concrete.” K.C pointed to the sidewalk. Yellow heads poked through the cracks. As a child, K.C avoided walking on those crevices after learning the rhyme: “Step on a crack, break your mother’s back.” From Honeysuckle:  Viceroys weren’t poisonous. They survived by being someone else. 

[moonyseaspire]

Boi Porridge x Glass Bones and Paper Skin

Here you can see Boi Porridge performing his mating ceremony.

[yourtrashcollector]

Jean-Pierre Jeunet, Le Fabuleux Destin d'Amélie Poulain

[moonyseaspire]

I have 3 more children added to my Weirdemi High.

Glass Bones Otohiko

Yeehaw Cowboy

I couldn't defile Sakura

Aaaa

[prettyfeverish]

guys. I stretched too much and I hurt my knee again.

IM GONNA SCREAM

[5p00ka]

Sometimes I forget that I have glass bones, I dress them up, I charge them up, I crawl inside and I send them out. When it's cold I takes me a while to feel it but when I do they rattle and shake, clanging together like little bells. When it's hot I melt in a stiff way.

But it's worse when I feel the pain cause it never goes away, it gets stuck in little nooks and crannies, it lays heavy it twists and it burn, and all I feel is the bones cracking and fracturing. The bones shift, and crack and I feel the bones splinter and the shards work their way into my body twisting and tearing.

And then I think of you, I think of your bones and I think if I was close enough maybe, just maybe, I could use them. I could exist safe and undisturbed. The pain could fall away and my bones realign and instead of s small fragile person I'd be an impressive abstract sculpture.

But you are not here, I'm just a pile of glass bones trying so hard to move without breaking anything, I'm just a ghost in myself fading out with every step I take. I stare through the void and she takes me in little bits, I'm rebuilt and destroyed.