There’s something that watches you more than you think~ & it always tricks you, better than you know.


There’s something that watches you more than you think~ & it always tricks you, better than you know.
Anytime I get a little lonely, I just remember I had a family that made me feel complete & all this is only temporary
What quality would it do to propose you a pile of sick meat? The world declares you to be my god-why hand me this grief & put together this gaze of decay?