Half a heart club

Guy backing up a truck with one hand = Victorian man seeing ankles for the first time

I'm a wanderer at best and a miscreant at worst

I have bigger demons than you to drown out

My voice is hushed and affectionate, a kind of intimacy that he longed for as a child The only thing I longed for was solitude

I wonder if Death's embrace will feel familiar when I curl into it's grasp

As I tend to the animals I can’t help but wonder, ”Can they tell that I’m dying?”

Bro all it takes is a note on tumblr for me to do a lil jig

My skin is quite dapper and shouldn't be an issue

Why search for a purpose when it's so much more fun to write your own?

When vines creep along the structures once revered by man will I still say your name with bitterness?

I used to think the word seduce was interchangeable with romance I tried to grasp on to that innocent belief But Merriam is a spinster or the harshest webs And so I saw the story hidden in their words

Not poetry or shit-posting but it's pride month so you have to give me notes. Downloaded Rocket League like a week ago to play with some friends who used to be really good but hadn't played in a while, tonight we played our 10 placement matches and somehow my ELO rank is above both of them?! I am NOT good at the game and definitely not comparable to them. I got placed Platinum 2 Division 4 for those familiar with the ranks, I am amongst gods and I am merely a worm

Purification is not only the sweet release of death but also the smiling grin stretching across his face

Somewhere beyond the horizon there’s a harmony of like 30 songs combined that sounds absolutely banger and we’ll never get to hear it because the music industry is made up of cowardice and wankers