The violets in the mountains have broken the rocks.

sleep token members randomly spawning somewhere unexpected to fulfil whatever sidequest sleep has bestowed upon them

PRESS Ⓐ TO BE WEIRD AND UNSETTLING

PRESS Ⓑ TO BE WANTED AND LOVED

PRESS Ⓧ TO RELEASE YOUR INHIBITIONS

PRESS Ⓨ TO FEEL THE RAIN ON YOUR SKIN

*emerges from headphones covered in blood* the album's really good you should listen

Listening to Gethsemane feels like Vessel himself cracked open my memories and poured them out onto the page. It hits so fucking hard and breaks my heart that someone else knows a similar pain so intimately.

Fellas reblogging you’re a bloke gagging for a shag

im actually a very solitary person i never have many friends, i dont go out and i have a hard time connecting to others, it rarely feels deep enough and i dont usually feel understood. i feel like people dont really know me and if they did they’d just be disappointed