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hear the sound, the angels come screaming.

my idea of romance is pure violent devotion．

⠀⠀⠀⠀and so arrives her rancid excellence ! ! 😺

⠀⠀⠀⠀︿︿⠀♯⠀𝐓𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐓̲𝐀̲𝐋̲𝐄̲𝐒̲ ノ *̲ ⠀⠀⠀⠀&͟&. 𝐡͟𝙾𝙽𝙴𝚂𝚃 𝐓𝐑𝐔𝐓𝐇𝐒 ⟢⠀݁⠀ ͡︵

lay your guns down, let me die / why won’t you let me die?

when the cattle falls dead and the waters run red, i'll be your lambs blood on the wall.

𝙎𝙤𝙢𝙚𝙤𝙣𝙚’𝙨 𝙜𝙤𝙩𝙩𝙖 𝙜𝙪𝙖𝙧𝙙 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙜𝙖𝙡𝙖𝙭𝙮… 𝙈𝙞𝙣𝙙 𝙖𝙨 𝙬𝙚𝙡𝙡 𝙗𝙚 𝙢𝙚! ✨

⠀⠀I get it , I get that I'm a monster and that you'll never love me again . but I can't let you go .

⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀𝒚𝐨𝐮 𝚐𝒆𝐭 𝖆 𝒘𝐞𝐛, 𝒚𝐨𝐮 𝚐𝒆𝐭 𝖆 𝒘𝐞𝐛, ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ & 𝒚𝐨𝐮 𝚐𝒆𝐭 𝖆 𝒘𝐞𝐛 .ᐟ ⠀⠀⠀

grief is the last form of love we can give to those we've lost.

hear the sound, the angels come screaming.

there is a freedom that comes with abandonment.