Remember when I had two flesh and blood hands?

I miss the red hair.

Woke up to an empty bed.

Shadows lurking in alleys.

Visions of red in a world of black and white.

A pose held too long.

I miss my little spider.

Can a man have too many knives?

If you can even call me a man.

Do you remember when you joined Twitter? I do! #MyTwitterAnniversary

Damaged.

Hey, folks. Barnes here. Prepping for a Cat 5 hurricane coming straight for me, hence the absence. If you don’t hear from me for awhile and are concerned, message @CptSpangles or Clint Barton - I’m staying in touch with both of them through this madness.

Can’t shelter in place when you’re on the run.

It’s the biggest compliment I can give.

The best girl.

I said are you gonna be my girl?

Everything?

Happy birthday, Steve.

Put your hands up and reach for the sky. Cry for absolution.

You’ll be down on your knees and you’ll cry.