ᅠᅠoh , who is 𝗵𝗲 .ᐣ

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devil in my blood , living on the edge .

hey , what you say , wanna find a place to play .ᐣ

everyone hides dead things . everyone pretends . you wanted to fix it .

all of time is meaningless here . neither seconds nor centuries .

knight of wands .

manic like a chandelier , crack the ceiling — marie antoinette ’cause she’s lost her head .

they have no idea how heartless i am .

it is sad what happened here , such a terrible accident , one that i had nothing to do with .

we should burn this place to the ground when we’re finished .

bene .ᐟ

we are insects — parasitic worms writhing in malicious constancy , soaring past the moon you look up to until you pathetic creatures are no longer visible .

when the sea wall broke , many strange things were drowned and forgotten .

yes , we will start with revenge . .

page of swords .

weapons keep getting better , but it’s still the person behind them that matters most .

thirteen — death .

one — the magician .

woosh .ᐟ now your organs itch .

shite . he’s wrong . dead—eyed crazy , shite . i called him a ’him’ . is he alive , is everything alive , shite . i hate raisins .

take aim , then fire , let’s not complicate it .