2 drabbles
a/n: i just really felt like posting something idk

( pls click the post title because the new lj cut looks ugly as fuck )

i feel it deep within, it's just beneath the skin
Death is an art, something crafted meticulously out of beauty and want; a concept labelling a heart that’s stopped beating, a pulse that's stopped throbbing.
warning: might be triggering to those who practise self-harm
( Like the spaces between words and holes punched out of hearts, it’s a quiet secret to carry. )