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

6:00 a.m.

Anytime I get a little lonely, I just remember I had a family that made me feel complete & all this is only temporary

My form is black my wings r white,

i might look thin but I’m not frail

Could you really call yourself clever? If you fall victim to your misguided desires

In honor-of a dishonorable man, I have prepared your bed.

This illusion here. where I don’t see you-and this is why I dream.

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?

That’s my card to play