breath of life;

+Aiyana, 22 years old and bisexual; I am a storm. Born from the sea, I rise.

(I mostly write #fic* but sometimes I dabble in photoshop. I should probably stop.)

"this is how it goes
I kiss you and I wonder how long it’ll last this time
how far it’ll take me away
You fuck me
and I realize three things
One: I am a drug
Two: you are a drug
Three: we are addicts
and this is how it goes
I kiss you until your name is the only thing I taste
until his is nothing but a star amongst many
I kiss you with the knowledge that this is how we distract ourselves from the ghosts in our lives
you press bruises into my wrists
and I realize three more things
One: you still love her
Two: there is a star that will always shine brighter than the rest
Three: this is momentary
and this is how it goes
we are toxicity at its finest
but we take it in stride
because we know what we are
and we go on
our veins singing
our hearts beating"

this is not a story of love. this is a story of lust and what happens to people who once knew what love felt like (a.w)