𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐧𝐨𝐫 𝐕𝐨𝐥𝐞𝐤. retweeted
I crave the sort of debauchery that leaves blood beneath my fingernails and sin upon my soul.
I'm the violence and the bruise —— bloodrot taste and a rush of blasphemy, a mouthful of ruin and then something more.
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Good to know —— I'll have someone clear the entrance.
𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐧𝐨𝐫 𝐕𝐨𝐥𝐞𝐤. retweeted
𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐀𝐫𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐑𝐮𝐢𝐧𝐬
In a world rotting beneath the spotlight, I am silent dark, shaping ruins into art.
𝓁: tumblr.com/inkofdestellarum/…
Too very late now. You should've read the fine print.
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𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐁𝐫𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐃𝐚𝐦𝐧𝐞𝐝
To be death‑touched is misery. I could hear it — the cry of bones, the ripped scenes of mute gore, the obscene decay of flesh — a black‑and‑white film bleeding into fucking red.
𝐋. tumblr.com/inkofdestellarum/…
Since you're so bad with memories, @GemOfBravery, consider my present a “gentle reminder” of sorts.
𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐧𝐨𝐫 𝐕𝐨𝐥𝐞𝐤. retweeted
𝐒𝐨𝐥𝐨: 𝐋𝐢𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐇𝐞𝐥𝐥.
I saw myself becoming one with the ghastly ruins. I just hoped for that sickening downpour—for charred bones and a murder of crows to explode out of my head and into the sky.
𝙇: tumblr.com/inkofdestellarum/…
𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐧𝐨𝐫 𝐕𝐨𝐥𝐞𝐤. retweeted
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𝐅𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐃 𝐀𝐔𝐑𝐎𝐑𝐀
a tale of a walking contradiction wrapped in enigma; is the dawn fate’s doing or a mere coincidence?
You have a perfect body though. The wallpaper of me in your room, I mean.
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Enjoy the day — you’ve survived another year. The real countdown starts now, @restrictedevil.














