𝓜aysilee 𝓓onner╱ 𝗉𝖺𝗋𝗈𝖽𝗒.

I have spent my nights unraveling omens, searching for cracks in the prophecy’s spine. surely the ink is still wet, the ending still unwritten —surely, I can be more than just a cautionary. tale.

@ moots who follow this z*onist, please unfollow/block 😐 dumbass bitch

I stitched my nightmares into prophecy, wove warnings into every breath. but they do not listen until the fire is at their feet, until the sky splits open.

do you want to... kill them all? the me right now... probably wouldn't feel anything.

as the angels sing their mourning song, the vultures feed their hunger.

I have spent my nights unraveling omens, searching for cracks in the prophecy’s spine. surely the ink is still wet, the ending still unwritten —surely, I can be more than just a cautionary. tale.

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