oh, mama raised me well

but i don't wanna go to heaven
without raising hell
"a feral possum who knows the ways of right and wrong and chooses wrong just to spite its creator"

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September 28th, 2025

obliviousally: (knives)
obliviousally: (knives)

gone, gone gone

obliviousally: (knives)


and cedars, they blacken to cinders
don’t recognize your face in this glow

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obliviousally: (knives)
obliviousally: (knives)

mama, we all go to hell

obliviousally: (knives)


a delicate matter
yes, trust me, a dagger

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