𝐌𝐎𝐋𝐋𝐘.

i can turn you into poetry , but i cannot make you love me .

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

⠀ ⠀ 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞⠀𝐢𝐬⠀𝒏𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈⠀𝐚⠀𝐦𝐚𝐧⠀𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐨𝐭 ⠀ 𝐝𝐨⠀ 𝐨𝐧𝐜𝐞⠀ 𝐡𝐞⠀ 𝐚𝐜𝐜𝐞𝐩𝐭𝐬⠀ 𝐭𝐡𝐞⠀ 𝐟𝐚𝐜𝐭 ⠀ 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭⠀⠀  𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞⠀  ⠀𝐢𝐬⠀  ⠀𝐧𝐨⠀  ⠀𝒈𝒐𝒅 . ⠀

ᅠ ᅠᅠᅠᅠG̲R̲A̲B̲ᅠᅠ𝚃𝙷𝙴ᅠᅠ𝔅𝘜𝘓𝘓ᅠᅠ࿚ᅠᅠ𝙱𝚈ᅠᅠ𝚃𝙷𝙴ᅠᅠ𝙃𝙊𝙍𝙉𝙎ᅠ.ᐟ ᅠ

𝕿𝖆𝖐𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝕹𝖔𝖙𝖍𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝕱𝖗𝖔𝖒 𝕸𝖊 𝕰𝖛𝖊𝖗 𝕬𝖌𝖆𝖎𝖓

we sat under the tree, and she told me stories. they all had happy endings.

“𝘍𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘴𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘥𝘰𝘭𝘭𝘢𝘳𝘴 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝙈𝙀? 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘐 𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘯 𝘮𝘺𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘧 𝘪𝘯?” — 𝘈𝘙𝘛𝘏𝘜𝘙 𝘔𝘖𝘙𝘎𝘈𝘕.

⠀⠀⠀ A 𝓝͟𝑶͟𝑻͟𝑶͟𝑹͟𝑰͟𝑶͟𝑼͟𝑺͟ ͟𝓞͟𝑼͟𝑻͟𝑳͟𝑨͟𝑾͟ & 𝓣͟𝑹͟𝑼͟𝑺͟𝑻͟𝑬͟𝑫͟ 𝓢͟𝑬͟𝑵͟𝑰͟𝑶͟𝑹͟ ͟𝓖͟𝑼͟𝑵͟ of the 𝓥͟𝑨͟𝑵͟ ͟𝓓͟𝑬͟𝑹͟ ͟𝓛͟𝑰͟𝑵͟𝑫͟𝑬͟ ͟𝓖͟𝑨͟𝑵͟𝑮͟. ⠀

i am the wound and the dagger. i am the members and the wheel， victim and executioner.