‍⟡ . * ‍ 𝕭𝐎𝐑𝐍 𝐨𝓯 𝓉𝗁𝖾 𝚂𝚃𝙾𝚁𝙼 ‍.ᐟ

⠀—i am not good. i am not virtuous. i am not sympathetic. i am not generous. i am merely and above all a creature of intense passionate feeling. i feel—everything. it is my genius. it burns me like fire.—

⠀the war is over ( the war is never over ), so march on home, little soldier, and watch your back— when you talk to the dead, the dead talk back.

& i would love you in all of this, until the very last star in the sky burnt out into oblivion.

she’s quite a tempest, not to be fucked with, all fire & a bountiful of substance.

𝓜aester 𝙰𝙴𝙼𝙾𝙽 wonders if, 𝔀hen he 𝑑𝑖𝑒𝑠, he will 𝒽𝖾𝖺𝗋 𝕽𝐇𝐀𝐄 and 𝓱er sister 𝓼𝗶𝗻𝗴 to their 𝒄𝒉𝒊𝒍𝒅𝒓𝒆𝒏.

𝓜aester 𝙰𝙴𝙼𝙾𝙽 wonders if, 𝔀hen he 𝑑𝑖𝑒𝑠, he will 𝒽𝖾𝖺𝗋 𝕽𝐇𝐀𝐄 and 𝓱er sister 𝓼𝗶𝗻𝗴 to their 𝒄𝒉𝒊𝒍𝒅𝒓𝒆𝒏.

𝓜aester 𝙰𝙴𝙼𝙾𝙽 wonders if, 𝔀hen he 𝑑𝑖𝑒𝑠, he will 𝒽𝖾𝖺𝗋 𝕽𝐇𝐀𝐄 and 𝓱er sister 𝓼𝗶𝗻𝗴 to their 𝒄𝒉𝒊𝒍𝒅𝒓𝒆𝒏.

〝 you're not a monster, 〞 i said. but i lied. what i really wanted to say was that a monster is not such a terrible thing to be.

I am yours . I belong to you, but 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒃𝒆𝒍𝒐𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒐 𝒎𝒆 𝒕𝒐𝒐 .

Dream of me . 𝘖𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘮𝘦 . 𝙊𝙣𝙡𝙮 . 𝙈𝙚 .

i said: i could be a wolf for you. i could put my teeth on your throat. i could growl. i could eat you whole. i could wait for you in the dark. i could howl against your hair.

Come bleed with me on the stage . I'll ignore your scars if you don't look at mine .