Now, every time I look in the mirror, all I see is wreckage, is fire, is a body too tired and too worn out.

Kristina Haynes (via golden-grace)

Suffocate me all you need. I won’t breathe but it’s okay.

Suffocate me all you need. I won’t breathe but it’s okay.

These limbs are growing cold to numb.

These limbs are growing cold to numb.