⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ mouthful of white hot fire, tongue coated in poison, ragged nails painted in my own blood; there’s a hunger in me, something vicious, a thirst to be celestial, GODLY, divine— and yet⠀ ⠀ ✧ ⠀ ⠀ 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘺𝘦𝘵 . . . ⠀⠀⠀

⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ my talent’s for lying ... for sticking the knife in when people least expect it. then walking away with a smile ﹠ a wave before they EVEN REALIZE THEY’RE BLEEDING. ⠀⠀⠀

i’ve never been so happy… as i held hands with death.

⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ -ˋ 𝓕𝑰𝑳𝑬 ╱ 𝟎𝟎𝟓 ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ╰ 𝕾𝙷𝙸𝙿𝚂 ⠀ ⠀ ⠀

sitting outside on a beaten up porch, drenched within downpour of oncoming storm.

ex⠀mortis⠀.ᐟ i fear eric may be flipping but i’m also just very shy to reach out ☹️

peeling an apple with the knife they’ve found.