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My ribcage has been crushed by the weight of so many men

that did not give a damn about how I like my tea with soy and stevia.

Or how I hold my cigarettes.

Or how I anxiously chew on my bottom lip, when I do not know what to say.

I’ve only felt love in the form of my bones being crushed beneath another’s feet.

I never knew how to love without burning down buildings and causing earthquakes.

Until there was you.

You showed me how to love without turning everything into ash and dust around me.

Unlike anyone else before, you didn’t run away when I opened my ribcage to show you the damage.

When I tried to run off, you remained next to me.

Carefully putting the pieces back into place.

how did I get so lucky || adb (via openribcages)