❛ don’t blame yourself. ❜ / yoichi
[ 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝚆𝙸𝚃𝙲𝙷𝙴𝚁 𝟹 𝙼𝙴𝙼𝙴 ]: @imitorisus.
𝙷𝙴 𝙸𝚂 𝙱𝚁𝙸𝙴𝙵𝙻𝚈 𝚂𝚃𝙰𝚁𝚃𝙻𝙴𝙳 𝙱𝚈 𝚂𝙾𝚄𝙽𝙳 , but it comes from initial instinct ( the face of a mouse, but the words taste like bile on his tongue. ). what leaves the other’s mouth inspires a smile that washes away, a thing that becomes bright in reign before the fall of this smile — watercolor on a person. & of course, selfish thoughts often bounce around his head, but it still accompanies the whitened base of instruction ; he can be just as dark as he is light, if he allowed himself to be. [ 𝚆𝙷𝙰𝚃 𝚆𝙾𝚄𝙻𝙳 𝚃𝚁𝚄𝙻𝚈 𝙼𝙰𝚃𝚃𝙴𝚁 𝙸𝙵 𝙷𝙴 𝚆𝙴𝚁𝙴 𝙽𝙾𝚃 𝙰 𝙻𝙸𝙶𝙷𝚃 ? ] : he wants to think this without doubt, but it encompasses within his own certainty. his body is a contradiction that keeps itself hidden ; his body is a contradiction he will not allow his friends the dejection. but within a body of opposition, he learns to blame himself, learns to take responsibility for a cowardice that touches his own lips --- never blood -- soaked, never without good intention. / but that single road of sin is entirely made up of it : 𝙾𝙵 𝙷𝙸𝚂 𝚆𝙴𝙻𝙻 - 𝙿𝙻𝙰𝙲𝙴𝙳, 𝚂𝙴𝙻𝙵𝙸𝚂𝙷 𝙸𝙽𝚃𝙴𝙽𝚃𝙸𝙾𝙽𝚂. so he could apologize, but the sound of it only resounds within his head.
𝙷𝙴 𝚃𝚁𝙸𝙴𝚂 𝙰𝙽𝙾𝚃𝙷𝙴𝚁 𝚂𝙼𝙸𝙻𝙴 𝙰𝙵𝚃𝙴𝚁 𝙷𝙸𝚂 𝙷𝙴𝙰𝙳 𝚃𝚄𝚁𝙽𝚂 . it’s a sincere creature made up of hope, whatever that hasn’t been washed out of the world. ❛ i don’t-- as much as i used to, it’s not my entire fault. ❜ wholly, he wouldn’t allow the blame a terrible sin of his own, there had to be another ; & there was another, who’s name sticks to the back of his throat like the guilt of the sun, but that guilt won’t always be his own, won’t always haunt him in the conversations that follow before slumber. BUT HE WON’T SPEAK THIS ALOUD. through his smile, there’s a flicker of an ache, but he allows this as well as he allows his smile --- he’s never been one to divert less than adverse actions. / if this is the upturn of his lips, this is easily genuinity, easily sincerity.
