♱ EMMA ♱

the void

[krowsweater]

Welcome to my blog!

♱ hi! I'm emma, my pronouns are they/them. I am a trans man, 17. I go by anything, really. doesn't matter what you call me (nicknames, etc.) nothing will offend me

this page is a safe place for all. I do NOT allow disrespectful comments/people towards others. this is a place for others to express themsleves and not repress or hide WHO THEY ARE.

♱ Sometimes I like to write, I like to edit, I LOVE to draw and do all kinds/forms of art.

♱ Just some things I like:

music: (ethel cain, taylor swift, sleep token, conan gray, jeff buckley, michael jackson, olivia rodrigo, phoebe bridgers and more)

games: (TLOU, life is strange, roblox, minecraft, fortnite, dead by daylight, etc.)

movies/shows: (my neighbor totoro, 9, coraline, obsession, skinamarink, grimm, supernatural, interview with the vampire, law & order, the walking dead, etc.)

[itssootiv]

the entire week leading up to my birthday makes me feel like i’m a dog who knows when they’re going to be put down.

[vesp333rtine]

shoes i made at uni, inspired by the one and only ethel cain <3

@tankhall

[krowsweater]

I just argued with someone saying Tempest wasn't one of the most important songs and stronghold of Willoughby Tucker I'll Always Love You.

THE SONG IS LITERALLY CALLED "TEMPEST"

"A tempest refers to a violent, windy storm, often accompanied by rain, hail, or snow. Metaphorically, the term describes any furious commotion, uproar, or turbulent state of emotion or confusion."

THIS QUITE LITERALLY MEANS EVERYTHING FOR THIS ALBUM IMO🗣🗣

thank you for coming to my ted talk

[unpunishably]

[krowsweater]

I followed you in and I was with you there

I invited you in twice, I did

You love blood too much

But not like I do

Not like I do.

[krowsweater]

when people ask me "what is your favorite Ethel Cain song?"

I genuinely can't give you a answer because its a new one every hour bro

[saidnooneever]

I love saying “this is so ethel cain” about any abandoned church or house.

[krowsweater]

Can you hear them?

The trains

[tankhall]

#working

[krowsweater]

Where's your heart at when your hands are so unsurely all over me?

Fed me lies 'til I was starving

You knew what you wanted, it just wasn't me

Why is it so hard for you to love me?

And why is it so cold in this room?

Is it something I did?

And did I do it to you?

[krowsweater]

"We pin the butterfly to the cork board, piercing its heart with steel, just to admire the pattern of its dying."

I'm such an empathetic human being for such small creatures. As they take their last moments in what ever kind of peace I could offer them.

[krowsweater]

Do you hear the tearing of flesh? Against the grain it goes downward, upward, and across like the tides carving the shore.

I was an angel once embodying all that was holy. My soul now tarnished. Yet my heart remained pure, full of love.

You dangle freedom in front of me. Motionless, I watch it swing, as a wave of fear washes over me.

Reality caves, I'm afraid to give in. I was so voung when it started. Will I feel this way forever?

Davs go by, yet I remain the same. A walking husk, my body filled with fire. Lay me down and let me rot. Smell my flesh until you've had enough.

The thought of peace won't come to mind Suffering is all l've known.

Still, I pray for a glimmer of hope, that one day God will have mercy upon my soul.

Written by Me

[tankhall]

ethel cain

[krowsweater]

Its just so amazingly sickening how easily I can change myself and everything about me just for you to look at me and praise me, to want me and to need me more than life itself.

Even just once for a moment so I can finally feel something in the husk of a body I inhabit.

[tankhall]

[krowsweater]

So young, so much to fear

Are you there God?

Save me, I hate it here.