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Yo, I've been working 50 hour weeks lately, so I just cant devote so much time on here lately, so in the meantime, check out @verdigris-suggest !
They've just started out, so give their new blog some love.
Under your feet are the ashes of all the bridges you've burnt.
I wouldn't call you Judas, because you didn't even kiss me when you betrayed me.
Buried underneath your hatred, don't you feel suffocated?
AND WHATEVER I HAD I LOVED TO DEATH
Congrats on the new job!
Thank you! I've been doing pretty well but I'm just exhausted. But I'm getting into a rhythm so I should be able to post again.
Oh dear, did you miss me?
Beware, Beware, for the queen you court a war with never plays fair.
Oh darling... Look how godless you are.
Fight with your whole being. You’re not done yet.
If you were trying to bring down a peg or two, it seems you're failing quite miserably.
You whip and you bleed me, and god, I hope you choke on my poisoned blood.
Gods are never so divine than when they bleed.
You have not one ounce of nobleness in you, for all your deeds are foul.
What would you beg of my prophet? The truth of your misfortune? Or pretty little false fortunes?
Gold is so warm when it lays against my neck, but I hope it's cold when it pierces your leaden heart.