Oh, and my survival is suicidal This vicious cycle Knowing I won't ever rest Until my dying breath Till I have nothing left

❓ I hope you know that you are very appreciated 💬 Aww 🥰 Thank you. 💜 #tellonym

❓ r you afraid of storms? 💬 Absolutely not, quite the contrary; I love them. But I also respect their strength & potential for harm. #tellonym

I am Art. What do you expect from Me? Other than confusion, beauty, and goddamn soul? Mornin’, darlin. xx

Make no mistake, I’m a descendant of Lilith — and I will feast on your sins. 🫦

For the ones I love, I would reach into my chest and offer my heart. Still warm, still wild, to beat in place of theirs. Let it bear their pain, pulse their joy, sing in their silence. I would become hollow, just to see them whole.

Please Me.

❓ do you like to argue or stay out of it 💬 I'd rather fight all night than watch the TV… #tellonym

❓ Do you miss anyone? 💬 Why bother, if they don’t miss you? #tellonym

High. And happy for the moment. 🫠

Mornin’, darlin’ 🖤

We danced. Slow, circling, aching, around your yearning to kneel. Month after month, your desire flickered and I watched you fall. God, what a beautiful sight. The way surrender softened you, how you learned to stoke My fire just enough. Then stand back in reverence as I

Tuesday.

The dark femme urge to burn it all down… again.

Sometimes I get sad. Then I scroll past a photo in my phone & I remember I look like this & then I’m not sad any more 😆