Please give me the cure
Something is rotten inside
Insidious and instinctive
It spreads itself all over my body
Harm is in us, but power to harm
Always looking for a sign
A message
That it is OK to keep going
Does it make you feel small?
Life sends me reminders everywhere I go
“Black has depth… you can go into it… And you start seeing what you’re afraid of. You start seeing what you love, and it becomes like a dream.”
Rest in horror 🖤
Ring around the Moon
I can feel the end coming and I want it