Oh, Ashen God. Take my physicality and mend it to your grasp. Become one with me through crimson rain. Your lips interlocked with mine as our blades trace over curves. Fingers stained with the lives we take. Love that transcends even Abyssmal torture.
Last night i had a dream i could play the violin and i was playing a 2000 dollar lavender electric violin which resonated like a regular one and i got so many smiles and then i woke up and felt so hollow
Lilitu just puts me through the psychological torture of a tormented soul
Some people dont deserve to live bro like genuinely
How have i not given up on humans yet. Maybe thats why they tore me from that abyss.