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If you don’t reblog this, you’re heartless.

moonleaping:

This man was born with glass bones and paper skin. 
Every morning he breaks his legs, and every afternoon he breaks his arms.
At night, he lies awake in agony until his heart attacks put him to sleep.


FAVORITE THING EVER
I was born with glass bones and paper skin. 
Every morning I break my legs.
And every afternoon I break my arms. 
At night I lay awake in agony until my heart attacks put me to sleep.

FAVORITE THING EVER


I was born with glass bones and paper skin.

Every morning I break my legs.

And every afternoon I break my arms.

At night I lay awake in agony until my heart attacks put me to sleep.