Skinny Love

emma

2:14 AM

The human body consists of bones and organs and flesh and skin, but I would like to think that I am made up of stardust, because it sounds lovely and it seems magical and I think that everybody wishes they were made up of something beautiful — however, I am not magnificent and I am nothing extraordinary and I should not convince myself of anything but the truth. I am timid. I look incredibly frail. I need to take medication to even think properly.

I am probably made up of the old grey ashes we left in the fire pit three weeks ago.

Since I have never seen stardust, I am going to tell myself that they look just the same, for now.
♠ ♠ ♠
"And at once I knew, I was not magnificent."
Holocene, Bon Iver

Another drabble-esque story of troubled teens and I regret nothing ☺