The demon inside me just doesn’t care abt anything. but the fluttering bird I was born as, that blinds him with her wings, will personify all material, alive or inanimate or dead, as if they are my friends
I am writing this cuz I’m generally really bad at charging my phone and rn i just got sooo sad for a second seeing it at 2% bc i was like damn what if my phone feels hurt by this LMAO



















