plays-with-squirrels: what to wear when…turning into a statue. flaking lungs crackle with every breath, dusting her organs with powdered rock. her stiff limbs scrape against one another and any cry for help is trapped behind stone sealed lips. post 93 of an infinity-part series

plays-with-squirrels:

what to wear when…turning into a statue. flaking lungs crackle with every breath, dusting her organs with powdered rock. her stiff limbs scrape against one another and any cry for help is trapped behind stone sealed lips.

post 93 of an infinity-part series

(Source: caterinasforzas, via feyminism)