Seeing through a glass darkly

frustrated, silenced, angry, tired of the same boring shit

give me my belongings, no more overstaying my stay

it's no fun for me

I want to rip my burqa into shreds

THIS WILL BE MY SENIOR THESIS

Crows are all liars...

What do you know about fear, my sweet summer child?

Fear is for the winter, when the snow falls a hundred feet deep.. fear is for the long nights where the sun hides for years

where children are born and live and die.

all in darkness.

to show my devotion to The Black Lodge.

Interstate chaos en route to Tejas

It's a big Eraser

what made you want to be friends in the first place,

ya nosey goof

strangling through the deadly night shades

the cave of forgotten dreams

a little boy's footprint fossilized next to a wolf's. a time where the two walked beside each other as friends,

got to hide into a north american national cave soon

saying everything by saying nothing

They were young like me once

♡

please gouge my brain out

after over 10 hours of florescent lighting

"The imagery was as important as the music...The stage would be adorned with banners depicting strange creatures and pagan symbols, a backdrop displayed the monochrome face of a sceaming witch...They used props such as tribal masks, bones, and animal skulls...They themselves had evolved into sexually androgynous creatures, smeared with greasepaint, charcoal, and lipstick. Wrapped in leather and bleached black cotton they looked as if they had just crawled out of a car wreck."

-whoever wrote the 13th chime complete recordings sleeve insert

Gateway

Devil Brides

precious