ᅟ𝕮ᴿ𐍈ᵂ𝙽ᅟᴼ͟ᶠ ͙ ᅟ𝕸𐌰ᴰ𝙽ᴱ𝚂𝚂.ᅟ

⠀⠀⃞𓀖⠀⁀⠀*⠀⠀𝔦⠀⠀⠀𝔰𝔢𝔢⠀⠀⠀𝔴𝔥𝔞𝔱'𝔰⠀⠀⠀𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐄⠀⠀⠀𝔞𝔫𝔡⠀⠀⠀ᵀ͟ᴬ͟ᴷ͟ᴱ ͙⠀⠀𝔦𝔱⠀⠀⠀.ᐟ⠀⠀╱⠀⠀⠀𓆩⠀ᛜ⠀𓆪

no grave can hold my body down —— i’ll crawl home to her.

family over all，

dying is an art， like everything else. i do it exceptionally well.

Please .. 𝘗𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘦 , 𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 — tell me you are still in there ..

goodbye my friend ，the light has come ，i’m never gonna let it go.

when he died, all things soft and beautiful and bright would be buried with him.

you once told me that my tears do nothing good for the dead. why, then, are you crying at my grave?

here comes death. how sentimental.

even if it is full of love, all a ghost can do is haunt.

stars blink like my sisters eyes, i dream of eternal life.

this happy pinky promise hurts to break.

to the coffin, to the ties. / waiting till' the afterlife, my confession won't suffice.

.. it's you. if it's you, i die without regret.

and if i fall asleep, the shadows win.

⠀i always knew i was a martyr and that jesus was one too ／ but i was built from special pieces that i learned how to unscrew ／ and i can always reassemble to fit perfectly for you ／ or anybody that decides that i’m of use .