i am my mother's child.

i, too, once bore a power i couldn't handle. i thought it had been forced on me, but i had invited it upon myself. but not you, the power you bear isn't your own. you aren't to blame.

( nc ) 🙁

( nc ) catholicism my lifeline catholicism.

you don't know what you want, but you know you had it once.

ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ WELL, HE LIVES IN A FAIRYTALE ; ( SOMEWHERE TOO FAR FOR US TO FIND. ) ━ written by #endervention. ㅤ

.. a brother in arceus?

all of this – even in this low – i must now believe it is in the Lord's divine plans for me. fate, even .. "heroine of fate and failure"... – ehe. i think i like the ring of it.

Catholicism, my everything Catholicism...

// while i'm here ... let me share the serein au's playlist 😇 open.spotify.com/playlist/7DUVm…

Yes. I was your scapegoat, wasn't I? You unloaded all your self-dislike on me.

did the gods really cast a hero's curse on all of the brave? or did we just prefer to only write about the fallen?

in the end, you were always meant to die at the hands of your father.

tell me the story of kalliste, nymph of artemis: she was set among the stars as ursa major, bear-mother of the arcadians.

day ??? of missing suicune. and staring at these four walls.

Your Gods can't save you now, dear.