‍ ‍𝒥𝖠𝖲𝖯𝖤𝖱.

you got a taste for blood when you were licking your own wounds.

i’m so bloodthirsty. who'll volunteer before i start a mass murder?

𝓣𝘩𝗲𝙧𝗲 𝗂𝙨 𝙨𝗼𝗺𝗲t𝘩𝗂𝗇𝗴 𝖺t 𝘸𝗼𝙧𝙠 𝗂𝗇 𝗺𝘆 𝙨𝗼𝗎𝗹, 𝘸𝘩𝗂𝖼𝘩 𐌉 𝖽𝗼 𝗇𝗼t 𝗎𝗇𝖽𝗲𝙧𝙨t𝖺𝗇𝖽 .

the universe， i'd learned， was never， ever kidding. it would take whatever it wanted and it would never give it back.

we are born of the blood, made men by the blood, undone by the blood.

the wrath of the lamb. mightier than a butcher’s knife and uglier than a predator’s growl. a rage hidden behind vulnerability.

if you give me the slightest hint of abandonment and withdrawal， i would outdo you.

but if she ceased, not in culmination of fire, but in a cold and quiet death, perhaps her spark would return to the lightless flame and she could try again.

hey, listen to me. we're gonna patch you up, okay? you'll be good as new. i'm gonna take care of you. i've got you. that's my job, right? watch out for my pain—in—the—ass little brother?

but when happiness comes crashing down， it's always accompanied by the smell of blood.

she was half human, half hurricane; a half that’s living to destroy and a half that’s trying to survive.

bitches love me 'cause they know that I can rock !

⠀⠀ — ; 𝐋𝐄𝐕𝐈 𝐀𝐔𝐒𝐔𝐄𝐁𝐄𝐋 , ⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀ THE VESSEL

god, help me: i have no one to guide me and it’s dark again.

i'm gonna manipulate that little gay boy .

( 😁 ) * he won’t make him regret anything.

he can be nice? cute. he appreciates his kind compliment.

good morning.