A girl who plays with needles for a living. . . I may appear quite librarian but am anything but pedestrian. Soft skin, shiny metal, pretty ink, needles and ribbons, these are a few of my favorite things. Please let me poke you, hope you enjoy. 18 + NSFW Please remember I take no credit for any of the content I post unless otherwise stated
Stick and stones may break my bones, but words are merely the smallest element of language capable of containing meaning and isolation. And as such can never directly produce the 4000 newtons of force per square centimeter required to break bones.
If you saw her in these moments, you might think she was collecting her thoughts in order to go forward. But I see it another way: Her mind is being overwhelmed by two processes that must simultaneously proceed at full steam. One is to deal with and live in the present world. The other is to re-experience and mourn something that happened long ago. It is as though her lightness pulls her toward heaven, but the extra gravity around her keeps her earthbound.