the death of day and the birth of night.

.words&art&horror.

[vexheart]

This

[guerrillatech]

[queenbeaver69-deactivated202512]

FACTS 👏

We are here to live joyously and freely and experience all that this world has to offer that calls to us. We are here to thrive.

We are NOT here to produce some meaningless product and slave away our physical and mental capabilities for little to no reward. We are NOT here to struggle to survive.

[staticclunglungs]

[daily-spooky]

[caats]

[staticclunglungs]

[daily-spooky]

[guardcanine]

The American Journal of Roentgenology (1906)

[lytheranoctis]

[thereadmind]

[thereadmind]

[existingillusion]

[tortured-poet-of-a-twin-deactiv]

Being so close to you like this my love, I can feel our souls vibrate together as one and I have never felt such strong emotion for any other.

I dare say, that those blasted poets have never felt what I do for you, because I would rip out this very heart inside of my chest and hand it to you on a platter.

I would breathe my last breath of fresh air into your lungs in order to give you life and I would cut off a limb, if it meant you got even one more sliver of a chance to survive.

Poets have nothing on us, my love- for the world has never known such an undying devotion, such as mine for you.

[staticclunglungs]

💚🖤

[thedankmemes]

[staticclunglungs]

Definitely.

[staticclunglungs]

I hate that i am how i am.

I hate myself a lot of the time,

Most of the time,

All the time.

All because of it.

I hate that I can't stop the stupid, intrusive, loud voice that penetrates that one good part of my brain that I try so hard to protect, but can't.

I hate that no matter how hard I fight it, how much louder i try to be than it is, that I'm powerless to it, my screams are silent, my body is tired.

I hate that even though I know it lies, even though I know it's wrong, that it's so loud, I can't think clearly.

I hate that once it's there, that it makes it's way into my veins, my heart, my whole body.

I hate that it makes me feel sick.

I hate that it ruins everything.

I hate that I can't kill it.

I hate the way it grabs ahold of my lungs and makes it so much harder to breathe.

I can't fucking breathe.

I hate the way it makes me feel. I hate how because of it i hurt them...I upset them....

I hate how it overpowers me. I hate that no matter how hard I try to combat it, it keeps finding it's way in....

I hate that I don't know if it'll ever leave me alone. I hate that it suffocates me.

I just want to snuff it out....I want to wrap my hands around it's throat and make it shut up, make it keep quiet. I just want it to stop. I want it to die...I want to just be able to breathe...

[emotionalwords]

[staticclunglungs]

So just fucking don't.

[arylleth]

hurting is the last thing i feel when i’m with you. however briefly, your love dismisses the degree of violent incompleteness towering my shattering heart. in the comfort of your gentlest hands is where i have been the closest to a breathing home. my love, for the longest that you’ve hold me have i only known safety.

[staticclunglungs]

💚🖤

[staticclunglungs]