When she was just 17…

If you know what I mean, then you'll know that the way she smiles disguises her disrepair. https://youtu.be/9h80Sr15n4M Heathers, the musical - Seventeen I'm sharing with you something I wrote 858 weeks ago, when I was 17. Why am i sharing it? Because... I don't remember. It felt relevant somehow... that I understand what its … Continue reading When she was just 17…

Ascete

I will not be possessed The only spirit I want to house within me is my own. God sounds like a necromancer. . I’m broken and I need Nothing. I need no one. Or rather, I need too much. I hate that I need anything at all. If it takes forever, I’ll die trying to … Continue reading Ascete