♛ ៹ 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝚂͟𝙺͟𝚈͟ 𝙿𝚁𝙸𝙽𝙲𝙴𝚂𝚂.

you keep waiting to be eaten, but you were born already gnawed down to the bone. the ticking of the clock keeps time with the teeth, keeps time with your feet, keeps time with the heartbeat of the beast whose long and narrow throat ends in the pit of the very world you live in.

i wasn't born soft. i just learned to behave. to sit when i want to bark.. to lick hands that make me flinch.. to wear the muzzle and call it kindness.

but i was just a girl. i was just a child.

even in the end, i am all alone.

i’m the only one who’ll love your 𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐬 .

show me your thorns and i’ll show you hands ready to bleed.

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀I think my mother cared , I'm not sure .

it gets easier. every day it gets a little easier. but you gotta do it every day —— that's the hard part.

⠀i hope you find some peace of mind in this lifetime .

JUST GIVE HER BACK TO ME.

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀oh 𝒅𝒂𝒓𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒈 , all of the city light never shined as bright as 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 eyes 〜

for a man so adept at killing, his eyes were remarkably soft.

i watch him in the kitchen， and i think of how much it hurts to love somebody. how deep the hurt is， how almost unbearable. it's not the love that hurts; it's the possibility of anything happening to the object of your love.

some drown while others die of thirst.

i’d bleed for anything if it held me the right way.