MAR.CEL.LA

not your babe

[love]

[kissedbythevoid]

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[accidbombs]

“You are my mental illness come to life.”

— Things My Mother Says To Me

[accidbombs]

August.

There’s a desperate awakening. Cruelness hold my hand, And wake me up when you want me back. Bitter heart keep beating. You might be bleeding but you’re still alive. Cigarette death burn me up, And rot Rot Rot. There’s an insatiable needing Viciousness stop my breathing, And watch me smile as you embrace my neck. Ugly seraph fall from the sky. They stole your wings but you still shine. Opiate death slow me down, And numb Numb Numb. There’s a quiet understanding. Softness keep me safe, And hold me close through the night. Aching lover rest your head. You might feel heavy but you can still fly. Lonely death take me quick, And want Want Want.

[insidetoout]

[zombienormal]

March: Spotlight Kiss. Woodcut by Wilhelm List, Ver Sacrum, 1903.

Via.

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