infuriating that some jewelry that i see and like will have crosses on it, therefore i cannot even touch it, let alone hold anything but uncomfort towards it from that point forward. yet i see crosses everywhere, not constrained to small items. on walls, made into murals, statues erected to let bigots take refuge in the belief of a higher power, a meek purpose. makes me want to turn them all upside down just to fuck with you and your dead god. you mortals are strange, your need to fit into something bigger than yourself, and your insistence that anyone or anything else is wrong, is unholy, is unpure.

oh yes, i am unpure. i am what you fear. leave me and my sins alone, ill gladly drag you all down to hell with me, by any means i decide are fitting.

Finished my new banner!! Check it out in action on my twitter @3ffloresceArte and I’m about to put this on here as well!