my mind a whirl, head fuzzy and eyes burning barely letting me see, really an average night, even so. love for the world flows through me still

the reverberating sound and staining light of a power immeasurable to a mans mind is the power of god

a sound that rings in an ear well past being legally deaf

a light that dyes an eye thatd be better off being made of glass white

what a magnificent thing

I want a death that fully entrenches me in the pain of wanting to live

I get the allure cuz its like oldboy and bladerunner but actually desiring it irks me greatly I want a death that couldve been a peaceful bleeding out but I want a death of misery by my own accord and I can't imagine wanting anything else. no rest for the quinncked

its posts like these that irritate me in a very strong way, theres an endless insane disgusting beautiful world and you want to give up, the least you can do as trans woman in this world is live

fuck fuck I'm wrong I'm wrong I'm ichijou and he's kanae I kill because I hate he kills because he loves

wait fuck it ends up we're the same person I forgot we're both kageaki we're the law of balance aren't we awww fuck and I'm the one loved