“You’re tasty.” @thesight / semi plotted starter

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“You’re tasty.” @thesight / semi plotted starter
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I don't think I've ever had as much excitement about a release as THE SIGHT "NITE VISIONS" DEMO CS which is out now! . . Four power pop tracks from Cleveland Ohio to get you out of bed and put a spring in your step! Another classic band and release to add to Cleveland and Ohio's long history of amazing Rock n Roll. Listen to it on the bandcamp, email for distro enquiries! It will be available in Cleveland and directly from the band around mid October. Give it a listen at blowbloodrecords.bandcamp.com ! . . #thesight #clevelandpunk #clepunk #powerpop #cassettes #rocknroll #blowbloodrecords #blowblood #qualitytimerecords (at Cleveland, Ohio)
“I want to know who hurt you.” she either signed it or wrote it out but OUCH , @thesight 𝐈 𝐖𝐀𝐍𝐓 𝐓𝐎 𝐊𝐍𝐎𝐖 .
he reads over the words she’s written , tears falling upon the paper . i want to know who hurt you . she asks , surely because of the scars she’s seen on his body . the scars she knows are still there on his heart . he breathes , wondering how he could possibly explain — he doesn’t know how to answer just with words , because there is so much more than that . because words couldn’t begin to describe the sorrows .
instead , he takes her hand & brings it to a scar over his shoulder . rough & pale & while he’d not felt the physical pain , the mental agony lingered . he allows her to touch every scar she can see , the ones she surely feels on his back when they wrap their arms around each other . the world has hurt him ; he has been his namesake for far too long . ❛ these scars are old ... & while i have been hurt ... but , it hurts less when you’re around . ❜
💋 i mean why not IKMNHGHJ , @thesight / KISS ATLAS !
burdens are meant for shoulders strong enough to carry them — & he had been taught to carry them . whether or not he’d wanted to , for still they whispered ( you chose this . you survived ) , reminding him of a drowning darkness . an abyss he felt smothered in . more light , more light , he’d forged forth in the darkness , until it was not so dark . & to think that the true path out of the darkness would begin in a little library .
her eyes were pale like his ( like the eyes of the soldiers he was deployed with . like the ghosts he returned with ) , but warm . a wisp of a girl , ethereal — & if not for the warmth in her eyes , perhaps he would’ve thought her a ghost ( for surely they must exist . for surely they exist in him ) . or , was it the warmth of her hand brushing against his when he placed down the old book ? & things were not so dark .
lenore was unique , he had learned , given an ability to see beyond the veil ( & in his mind , he wondered if it was the veil that had kissed her , left her akin to a dove , soft & fair ) . an ability that had allowed her to see things in him that he kept locked away . the burdens he was supposed to be strong enough to carry , the ones that broke him down when no one else could see —
& instead of recoiling , she reached out .
i am made of the deaths of other people , he’d whispered . & her response was a gentle touch , a soft kiss upon his brow as he knelt , head bowed before her as if to pray for a salvation that he knew he had to build with his own hands — & when he looked up at her , he couldn’t help but let the tears fall — but by the gods did he smile at the blessed sight before him , for the rays of light broke through the canopy of trees at an angle that made her parasol into a halo .
“i don’t know what you’re trying to achieve because i am not leaving.” @thesight / starter call
Finally after 3 years...#TheSight has come back to my eyes #IfYouSmellWhatGuillermoIsCooking #👀 #NewGlasses #ICanSeeAllObstaclesInMyWay #CostAnArmAndALeg #ButWhatDoesntForMigrants https://www.instagram.com/p/Bs1jK59jauO/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=1crqgwajhbh4i