QynJuliet Senyoritaa

christopher-h:

if we hold on tight we’ll hold each other together, and not just be some fools rushing to die in our sleep. all these machines will rust I promise, but we’ll still be electric, shocking each other back to life. Your hand in mine, my fingers in your veins connected. our bones grown together inside, our hands entwined, your fingers in my veins braided, our spines grown stronger in time.

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