#f;ractal

[transxendence]

I need a religion where one's eyes may be my doctrine, and their lips a blessing. 

[transxendence]

where i s o l a t i o n no longer smothers,  where flowers that withered bloom to full beauty once more. 

[transxendence]

list of hobbies

sleeping

stealing vic's food + breaking into her house + sleeping there

fucking you up

making your life miserable

[transxendence]

the boy who mucks up phone calls. a rat that escaped from the lab. he can't walk three hours. he forgets and has to relearn how to breathe. never fucking gets out of bed. i've seen him trick money out of am ATM. you're a little shit. 

and you're so lost. 

[transxendence]

time f l i e s and never returns memories stay and never d e p a r t 

[transxendence]

time in dreams is f r o z e n and, you can never get away from where you've been. 

[transxendence]

lucas never takes pictures of himself, not a single mirror in his room. camera of his laptop blocked with black tape. it's more accurate to say, he doesn't enjoy the sickness that plasters itself over his face. 

he likes to listen. talking takes away his breath and he also tends to spill over secrets with clumsy words. 

he enjoys isolation. abhors the loneliness that comes with it.