A BAPTISM IN ELECTRO - SHOCK comes in bouts of pill - popping extravaganzas & smothered babies under a heavy pillow fist. the soft underbelly of a STARK WHITE cushioned wall is mangled , and pulled apart from the seams like muscle from bone : layer after layer of 𝒄𝒐𝒕𝒕𝒐𝒏 𝒔𝒐𝒇𝒕 𝒃𝒆𝒆𝒇 𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒊𝒑𝒑𝒆𝒅 𝒇𝒓𝒐𝒎 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒊𝒏𝒆𝒘𝒚 𝒇𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒅𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏 of its haphazardly strung up gothic architecture stuffed under a 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚕𝚊𝚙𝚜𝚎𝚍 gibbous moon and a pulsating sky of a black, filthy sludge.
[ 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚘𝚏𝚝 𝚖𝚎𝚕𝚘𝚍𝚢 𝚘𝚏 𝚊 𝚌𝚑𝚛𝚘𝚗𝚒𝚌 𝚖𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚋𝚊𝚝𝚘𝚛’𝚜 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚍𝚒𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚒𝚜 𝚖𝚞𝚜𝚒𝚌 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚜 , & somewhere, in the vast labyrinth of asylum padding and waterboard therapy is the slipshod handiwork of a hanger - induced labor. nothingness. & silence , 𝚊 𝚖𝚞𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚠𝚎𝚝𝚍𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚖, 𝚏𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚒𝚗 𝚙𝚞𝚛𝚙𝚕𝚎 𝚋𝚛𝚞𝚒𝚜𝚎𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚒𝚍 𝚙𝚒𝚜𝚜. ( ENTER THE DOCTOR. ) ❝ TELL ME, NURSE ... have you ever had a really, really bad day ? ❞
@jestaid : 𝐌𝐀𝐃 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄.