I think My girl can relate! ariaonthefloor: makeithurtplease: Bruises…. thinkivykink: Afte

I think My girl can relate!

ariaonthefloor:

makeithurtplease:

Bruises….

thinkivykink:

After I’m played with, I go right to a mirror. I like to hunt for bruises, for burst capillaries, for scratches. I think certain kinds bruises look gorgeous, the way the color manifests itself on the skin. I’ve always thought hickeys looked like fireworks. I like the feeling of being marked and being in some way possessed through this.

I carry myself differently when I’m bruised. I usually make a concerted effort to cover them, but I still recognize they’re there. They make me hyperaware of my body. They make me feel gorgeous and unique. 

I do this. I make excuses to go to the bathroom and feel them. I look at how their colors change over the days. And I feel sad when they start to fade. I also, obviously, usually sit a little differently when I have bruises there. And when I’m aching from the challenges and the crawling around, I wake up with a smile on my face.

Bruises ARE gorgeous. I absolutely ache for them.