Orion.

» Though the record may spin, all my lights have gone dim—I’m still a broken machine, babe. | Cacophony of June. 「oc∣ic∣mc∣nostalgia」

[Orion. @StardustCrypt]

Cacophony of June.

[Orion. @StardustCrypt]

“This feral, gnawing beast, howling for tender perdition, leeching away any spark of goodness that tried to make my body a home.”

Crazy, I feel like I just walked into a place similar to a home I used to know. (And got punched in the jaw while visiting.) Amazing.

[Venus LeCount. @BurialToRebirth]

« it, my need. I’d been raised to believe 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 hunger was something sinister, alive and conscious inside me. This feral, gnawing beast, howling for tender perdition, leeching away any spark of goodness that tried to make my body a home. Perhaps it really was the devil… »

[Orion. @StardustCrypt]

The raven finally dives for something between the trees—a sharp, iridescent void of feathers, gone faster than a comet.

[Orion. @StardustCrypt]

𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐈 𝐝𝐚𝐲𝐝𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐦𝐲 𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫.

[Orion. @StardustCrypt]

“Yeah. And a pear’s still a fruit, but it doesn’t pair well with peanut butter.” I can practically hear the vainglorious slant in his smile.

“You’re fucking stupid,” I grin, bloody and oozing in the way reveries can’t touch reality. ↠

[Orion. @StardustCrypt]

It’s chill, I needed an excuse to slobber all over this.

[Orion. @StardustCrypt]

Wrecked my car yesterday, smacked my jaw on a granite counter edge today—I’d say I’m doing smashing and nowhere is safe from my clownishness.