things i have so far demanded to be given:
very practical, indeed.
“every time you express the desire for things like that I remember how fairies always have clothes woven out of sunlight and clouds and shit.”
- a friend, remarking on my constant demands for people to give me forces of nature to keep. she went on to add with utmost sarcasm that this is evidently because I am a very practical fey.
ms mr — bones
dig up the bones but leave the soul alone—boy with a broken soul, heart with a gaping hole. dark twisted fantasy turned to reality; kissing death and losing my breath.
you beautiful, beautiful creature.