hyperion* posted a quote
April 15, 2015 10:26pm UTC
i fumble my hands, i try not to pick at my nails. i am still wearing your nail polish, and i'm scared that if i scratch it off, it'll really be the end. you do not look at me, no one looks at me. in a sea of people i call my friends, i am surrounded by cliffs which rip holes in the sides of my ship. in a sea of people i call my friends, i am alone. i scrape the red off my nails, and clean the blood off my nailbeds, my fingertips still shaking. i am no longer wearing your nail polish, you are no longer mine to laugh with.