#meliora

This is a simplified Ghouls/Ghoulettes guide for those who don't want to read my long-ass texts 🙃

seven inches of satanic panic: iiiii like you a lot and we are going to be okay👍 it's also the 60s so let's do drugs

opus eponymous: murder is okay. welcome to satanic bible study camp

infestissumam: the nature of sacrifice and sainthood is inherently linked to consumption, and if we view the holy as the eaten, my role is to be consumed. i am, inherently, an offering.

meliora: only good things have ever come from my greed. btw does anybody else hear that ominous bell tolling lol

prequelle: i am so sick of being persecuted by everyone around me, and i can't help but covet that which has been given to others free of charge. and then they'll all be sorry

impera: ok i calmed down. the rise and fall of empires is cyclical in nature and we will live to see the end of this age. i miss my brothers

Papa Emeritus will steal your breath, the parents say. He will take your eyes, he will unscrew your hands and feet. Then one day, on the high floor of a gleaming skyscraper, whose lights are controlled to come on and off with the rising and setting of the sun, something happens. A sole window is illuminated, a tiny fist raised to heaven. And then comes the beat of a drum. The strained crackle of an amplifier, and the chord of a guitar.