#mcmxcviii

"What does it feel like to love me?" / "It feels like worshiping a hollow cathedral. Your empty chest is not a place to find redemption, and yet, I don't know what to do with my hands but to pray - pray for all the wrong reasons." This is where people get hurt: when they love where there is nothing to love. - mcmxcviii

i need you to show me your hands / wide open / i need you to touch me and tell me this is where i belong -- mcmxcviii

loneliness bites; it has teeth and / sharpens its claws on my bones // it comforts me to have another / mouth pressed against my skin / even if it's yours / even just for a night. mcmxcviii

how long did it take you to realize? how long have you had to look at her until something terrible happened – how long have you had to stare until you could no longer catch a breath? - mcmxcviii

[22:51] you will love again. we, as the spicies, might know how to walk, but we need to fall once in a while, and stumble upon another lost soul - mcmxcvii

something tangles my nerves / there is a war inside me / you made me aware of - mcmxcviii

i love my executioner / here i lay / dying / wondering / as she bites / and i hope my flesh does not taste bitter / this is vision of a goddess / and i am her virgin / i am her slave / i am the prey she bleeds only to bring it back when the silver moon is full; mcmxcviii

lis happy birthday! wilde would be proud of you!!! - mcmxcviii