what is left of the promised land

the town is in ruins, but i think that's a good thing. it means we fought, and we fought hard. it means we didn't let them take us in our sleep, but we made the walls fall.


we brought the city to its knees.

unnameable unnamed one

it's too late tonight, and i should be in bed, but it's one of those nights-

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be love<3

the sky.

and sometimes i think that if the sky were to smile she would resemble you- bright eyed with stars in her teeth, you can wear her like a blanket.

i wonder, then, if i were to tilt my head back and open my mouth wide
would she place the sun on the tip of my tongue?


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i've missed you all.
be love<3

the edge is the end

i don't know where it is we are going, all i know is that we are headed there too fast, that we will arrive there far too soon.
we will arrive in the winter a long time from now. the trees will rattle like a thousand angry skeletons.
we will wait while the end of the world creeps up on us. it will lick at our ankles with it's dark tongue.
it will whisper: you have been running the wrong way. you should have followed the north star. it would have led you backwards into your mother's body.