your bones. Even when your muscles shrink to violet, and blood dries to tiresome antiquity. When you begin to forget words, anniversaries, salt in the veggies and your own name. Love passes through the fragments of your bone marrow. Like a haunted body permanently dwelled by wicked souls. ghostbusters needed. #haunted #eternity Our Beautiful Fabric #QSlovetravelsthrough is out! Stitch your words on this beautiful prompt. Mesmerize others with Quote Stitchers challenge.✨
