hello.

[by n_valeri_us]

“Her white wedding dress became white fur; her bright, laughing eyes became wild and crazed, but the Hemlock bouquet remained the same as she fled into the field.”

Car accident

soft fuzzy man like in that one song by that one guy 

The pool’s gone overgrown.

In the Forest, by Julia Zhigadlo, via ArtStation.

Well prove to me I’m not gonna die alone. Unstitch that shit I’ve sewn, To close up the hole that tore through my skin. 

47. The sky suspende

48. Dea ex machina

50. And last

Vib Ribbon (1999)

❛ . . . and whenever they catch you, they will kill you. But first they must catch you, digger, listener, runner, prince with the swift warning. Be cunning and full of tricks and your people shall never be destroyed. ❜

Dark Grunge