February 2012
Where do you go to nights? The soft, self-centered morning light filters like silk strands through cracks in the blinds. And you come home, hitting your feet against furniture in the dark. I miss the sound of rattling pots and pans as you searched attempted to cook some bread-based dish to soak up the alcohol, staving the imminent throb of the following day. After some slurred musings to yourself...
i deserve nothing but
asphyxiation arson avarice amputation animosity assault battery bruise burnt blood boils bludgeon crushing cauterization caution condemnation catastrophe cataclysm death decay disease deformation defamation deprivation destruction effigy embalming escape erasure end finale fury fire fists force fecundity gore grave grit gun grime hell hurt hole helplessness horror...
genericpeople:
Loner by Burial
He’s back.
Unpopular opinion: I really don't like the Talking...
