lo. lee. ta.

[purtyskin]

occasionally, i'm feeling something rolling through my flesh, a glow, perhaps.
other times, it feels as though my skin is rotting.
on other occasions, my glow catches alight - and i'm a roaring fire, bright, capable and fearless.
and my fire goes out.
and the rest of the time, i'm burnt out, ash, unable to consume the crater that i was just standing in - and my surroundings are therefore hollow.

so fuck you.