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Truth be told it never felt like we were laid together sleeping, only that my broken body had been crushed between your sheets like dead flowers between the pages of a journal you never read anymore, you just flick through when you're bored
Truth be told it never felt like we were laid together sleeping, only that my broken body had been crushed between your sheets like dead flowers between the pages of a journal you never read anymore, you just flick through when you're bored
Allow me to exist only in the empty spaces between breaths, in the margin of each exhale that you’re sure that you have left
Allow me to exist only in the empty spaces between breaths, in the margin of each exhale that you’re sure that you have left
I am consumed by an unfulfilling sadness
I am consumed by an unfulfilling sadness
You put me way up in the clouds and I never hope that I come down
You put me way up in the clouds and I never hope that I come down
Five years ago yesterday I moved to California, it was the best decision of my life. blah blah blah new friends blah blah blah doggo blah blah blah sick life blah blah blah travel
Five years ago yesterday I moved to California, it was the best decision of my life. blah blah blah new friends blah blah blah doggo blah blah blah sick life blah blah blah travel
Because I've had days that I swore would be my last and I spent months walking on this broken glass just to tip-toe towards the thought that maybe someday I'd get back to who I used to be the one I used to see in the mirror, instead of this misery and to rid myself of this cloud that would rain down and cause me to slip back into my apathy.  But I know eventually I'm gonna come around and maybe it won't be easy, but it'll be worth it, and the result will be profound. Because instead of feeling cornered, the corners of my mouth will start to point up instead of being anchored down
Because I've had days that I swore would be my last and I spent months walking on this broken glass just to tip-toe towards the thought that maybe someday I'd get back to who I used to be the one I used to see in the mirror, instead of this misery and to rid myself of this cloud that would rain down and cause me to slip back into my apathy. But I know eventually I'm gonna come around and maybe it won't be easy, but it'll be worth it, and the result will be profound. Because instead of feeling cornered, the corners of my mouth will start to point up instead of being anchored down
We put our lives on display to watch them come undone frame by frame
We put our lives on display to watch them come undone frame by frame
Here’s to the longing days, the panic on parade. The first, the last, the in-between: It’s all just a bad dream.
Here’s to the longing days, the panic on parade. The first, the last, the in-between: It’s all just a bad dream.
Only death unimpeded, not slowing it’s pace, brings that petty, old worry and wonder away.
Only death unimpeded, not slowing it’s pace, brings that petty, old worry and wonder away.
The future is bulletproof, the aftermath is secondary.
The future is bulletproof, the aftermath is secondary.
Can we lie here? A soft sleep in the fog. 
The field grows taller and it will never let you go.
Can we lie here? A soft sleep in the fog. The field grows taller and it will never let you go.
“I saw all of existence all at once. I saw a dark storm, a living hunger eating it from within. But I saw a brilliant light heralded by seven birds, flying tirelessly from the storm. I saw seven birds: the Twins, the Lover, the Protector, the Lonely Journal-keeper, the Peacemaker, and the Wordless One.”
“I saw all of existence all at once. I saw a dark storm, a living hunger eating it from within. But I saw a brilliant light heralded by seven birds, flying tirelessly from the storm. I saw seven birds: the Twins, the Lover, the Protector, the Lonely Journal-keeper, the Peacemaker, and the Wordless One.”
Today it’s been a year since I spent a week in my favorite country, I cant wait to go back next year.
Today it’s been a year since I spent a week in my favorite country, I cant wait to go back next year.
when you’re chasing brightness you lose concern with the damage done
when you’re chasing brightness you lose concern with the damage done
someday I will grow a garden out of all these wounds
someday I will grow a garden out of all these wounds
Don't count on me I'm not what you need. Temporary but can't be erased, pushed away to a darker place
Don't count on me I'm not what you need. Temporary but can't be erased, pushed away to a darker place
And I will be brave all summer long because I got guts
And I will be brave all summer long because I got guts