𝐑𝐢𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐝 𝐏𝐚𝐠𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐖𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐬. 𝐒𝐋. Jacqueline Francesca..

“All I believe, is it a dream that comes crashing down on me? All that I hope, is it just smoke and mirrors? Believe, ⸱ 𝗜 𝘄𝗮𝗻𝘁 𝘁𝗼 𝗯𝗲𝗹𝗶𝗲𝘃𝗲. . Show me a sign, sweep me away.” • ⸱⎾ 𝐒𝐦𝐨𝐤𝐞 & 𝐌𝐢𝐫𝐫𝐨𝐫𝐬⏌ ⸱ •

— 𝐌𝐢𝐫𝐫𝐨𝐫 𝐨𝐟 𝐌𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬. “Do you still remember who you are? Do you remember the person that you used to be?” •• ｢tumblr.com/riotswithinme/…｣

— we are not the same.

Surprise, she does not only bark.

𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐧𝐨𝐫 𝐕𝐨𝐥𝐞𝐤. [..]

Enjoy the day — you’ve survived another year. The real countdown starts now, devilcat..

You have a perfect body though. The wallpaper of me in your room, I mean.

when you look into the devil’s eyes, make sure you know they’re mine.

• 𝐍𝐨𝐛𝐨𝐝𝐲'𝐬 𝐃𝐚𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐞𝐫. I only ever existed in the cold hours following midnight. Therein I buried my silent screams and deepest desires. . I. ｢ tumblr.com/riotswithinme/… ｣

𝐒𝐨𝐥𝐨: 𝐋𝐢𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐇𝐞𝐥𝐥. I saw myself becoming one with the ghastly ruins. I just hoped for that sickening downpour—for charred bones and a murder of crows to explode out of my head and into the sky. 𝙇: tumblr.com/inkofdestellar…

⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀ 𝐅𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐃 𝐀𝐔𝐑𝐎𝐑𝐀 a tale of a walking contradiction wrapped in enigma; is the dawn fate’s doing or a mere coincidence?

BLOOD–RED MOONLIGHT.

Since you're so bad with memories, Kiara., consider my present a “gentle reminder” of sorts.

𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐁𝐫𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐃𝐚𝐦𝐧𝐞𝐝 To be death‑touched is misery. I could hear it — the cry of bones, the ripped scenes of mute gore, the obscene decay of flesh — a black‑and‑white film bleeding into fucking red. 𝐋. tumblr.com/inkofdestellar…

Too very late now. You should've read the fine print.

𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐀𝐫𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐑𝐮𝐢𝐧𝐬 In a world rotting beneath the spotlight, I am silent dark, shaping ruins into art. 𝓁: tumblr.com/inkofdestellar…