Deviant since Jun 29, 2016 Core Member until Jan 13, 2018, given by squishysweets
thus saith the lord
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i know that when you sit and pray, you're only praying for keeps.
♥waiting on / to do♥
take your time ♥ 1 custom / mafune / feb. 10 this stuff / seadoggies / april. 5
to do ♥ i mean i don't owe anyone anything but i have so much i SHOULD do lmao......
♥ take my hand, take my whole life, too ♥
wise men say, "only fools rush in". but i can't help falling in love with you ♥
think you're holy, when you're not xxx
you count your ribs one morning—trace the crescive struts of them with your ever-lengthening nails. there is blood in your teeth you did not put there; war rides a burned-out red mustang, and his mouth tastes like the wrong end of a bullet. the pale rider sits on the end of your bed at night, carving and sealing shem into your skull, whispering, the harvest is past.
under the bloated sun, you tear down the last gods. it is not enough, this slow monstering— you have remembered the apple still lodged in your throat and you are not saved.
the angels come too late, feathers crawling with mites and eyes flat as snakes’. the smell of ozone lingers in their skin, and glory glory glory sounds like a punchline.
they promise altars and arks; the hollow earth, the ascending light. you will be gold, and gold again.
you are not surprised when their throats are torn open, revealed to be hollow.