veronika

'𝔠𝔞𝔲𝔰𝔢 𝔶𝔬𝔲 𝔞𝔫𝔡 𝔦, 𝔴𝔢’𝔯𝔢 𝔞𝔫𝔤𝔢𝔩𝔰

Swarovski Spring-Summer 2025 starring Ariana Grande

can’t remember if i posted this on here or not but assuming that i didn’t, here is my cover of willow tree

she always felt so cold, in her white walled hospital room. she said “i need a bit of warmth, so i can use the reds to fight my blues”. i promised her i’d find a way to change the lack of colour where she hurts. and while she don’t care much for me, i’d bleed and bruise and i would kill for her. i watched her fall in love with that bastard who dont give a damn. to him shes one of many, and “ongoing” one night stand. she’s still cold. so i followed him, pulled out my knife. i stabbed that motherfucker in the throat until he died and i wiped his blood across my lips. you dont know love until you’ve tasted it. shivering she cried “i hope he’s fine”, i painted her room in warm blood red lies. and she aint cold. there’s colour on every wall. she dont care much for me, and i dont care at all.

maybe later i will think of a cool title there is dust inside you settling like snow i try to catch it with my tongue when you run your lips along my throat there are hand prints on your throat parts of you are shutting down like street lights burning out but i have always felt safest with you in the dark i know you are nothing like him so delicate, hands show such control we both know you could hurt me but you don’t i know you would rather die than grow into his clothes

i will always come to you when i’m weak and empty with my wedding night blues when i need you to fill me

he went away i stood at the door and i waved i let him go he does not know i’ll miss him every day he went away i did not know what to say so i let him go he does not know i’ll miss him every day