In the deepest root of desire there is a sin somewhere

retarded in love

might stick a fork in an outlet and call it a day.

You got me. Now what the fuck you gonna do with me...

Keep your eyes on the road.

My mind, a cage, with keys that unlock wounds I thought were sealed. Last night, a mirror— jagged, unkind, reflecting all I ran from. Nightmares are the shards that cut me where I can’t reach..

stars cradle their secrets close sunrise spills their glow

Wicked love leaves me blind Can you make my heart stop? Twisted pleasure Leaves me breathless Growing cold—will you let me go? 🩸🥀

What of the soul I am to sell. Consigned, to the fires of Hell.

"Sorry I got plans" The plans:

...even from a distance.

Good morning to the long dead ghosts we forever hold. Good morning to the memories that we can never let go.

Within Monday's mist. Upon Wednesday's wrist.

please hesitate to contact me

Ancient waves tremble Beneath depths, Cthulhu stirs Madness wakes the sea

drifting... Tentacles, and teeth; a disgustingly, beautiful way to bade farewell to the earth.

Cold wind bites my face Empty sea, horizon fades Silence swallows all