— 𝒀𝑶𝑵𝑬。

weapons need not know peace. at least a tool finds comfort in being used; at least agony is as accustomed to as a second—skin. these hands are better suited to take lives than take softness. they wouldn't know how to be kind.

⠀“ why couldn’t you love me .ᐣ ” ⠀“ i do … ” ⠀“ ALL OF ME ! ”

▁▂▄▅▆▇█ "ΉӨӨZΛΛΛΛΛΛΉ!" █▇▆▅▄▂▁

⠀⟢ ⠀،، 𝘏𝘦 𝘵𝘰𝘭𝘥 𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘱𝘶𝘵 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘤𝘭𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘴 𝘰𝘯. . . . sᴏ ɪ ᴡᴏʀᴇ ʜɪs sᴋɪɴ. . .~ ،،

YOU POOR THING 、𝑺𝑾𝑬𝑬𝑻 𝑴𝑶𝑼𝑹𝑵𝑰𝑵𝑮 𝑳𝑨𝑴𝑩 。

there's only a shadow of me in a matter of speaking i'm dead.

STOP SMASHING MY DEMONS!

ㅤㅤwho am i if i can’t carry it all ?