Hellacious Suggestions

Pain and torment create destructive Gods

My hands itch and ache — itch and ache — to latch onto your throat and tear everything anew

I used to think so much about how broken I was. Now I marvel upon the cracks, glide my fingers across them, and how neatly they’ve healed, yet still visible, still worn like armour.

i will only bring you harm. i am not a blessing.

My face leaks divinity. Holiness lives on my fingertips, desire on my eyelids, and jealousy in my heart. Can you claim to be a god like me?

My face leaks danger. Legends live on my fingertips, ferocity on my eyelids, and strength in my heart. Can you claim to be a goddess like me?

My face leaks retribution. Scars live on my fingertips, nightmares on my eyelids, and darkness in my heart. Can you claim to be a vindocator like me?

my face leaks intimidation. pain lives on my fingertips, hollowness on my eyelids, and malice in my heart. can you claim to be a monster like me?

My face leaks catastrophes. Destruction lives on my fingertips, death on my eyelids, and plague in my heart. Can you claim to be a devil like me?

My face leaks malevolence. Chaos lives on my fingertips, sadism on my eyelids, and ice in my heart. Can you claim to be a curse like me?

i’ve never been satisfied by pretending to be human. i’m a monster. why not live like one?

Don’t turn away. Look at what you made me.