✧ I close my eyes and this image floats beside me. a sweaty-toothed madman with a stare that pounds my brain. his hands reach out and choke me. and all this time he's mumbling - mumbling truth. truth like a blanket that always leaves your feet cold. you push it, stretch it, it'll never be enough. you kick at it, beat it, it'll never cover any of us. from the moment we enter crying to the moment we leave dying, it'll just cover your face as you wail and cry and scream ✧
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Jun 21, 2022 01:51AM
hello everyone! I will get on all requested oneshots as soon as possible. summer is coming up so I’ll hopefully have plenty of time, aside from the local production I’m currently in, camp, and a cour...View all Conversations
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