❝ 𝙨𝙝𝙖𝙙𝙤𝙬 — 1 ❞

i don’t want god to forgive me, no… i want them to understand. this is how they made me. their child is bloody, vengeance & unforgiving. they need to understand.

not yet corpses. still, we rot.

⠀i pray for god to crush me , to break me up into pieces and start over again .

"What do you mean? I'm always good~" Little lash flutter. The picture of goodness, this one.

Nips his nose. She missed him too. "Morning, handsome~"

Arms and legs: wrapped around him. SQUEEEEEEZE. Smooch~

LEAPING at him-

Holy fuck.

when he's so handsome , the urge to pistol whip him comes up instantly .

Leaning over him. "Phil?" Little toe nudge.

! ! ! Is he okay?