breathe with one another

both weep for the thorns in their skulls when the sun is killed and summer has gone by and the rain is acidic. tragic is they are mortals, and mortals are made of greed and unholy prayers.

woe is me

wither, with him, within

amerika's trial (and her metamorphosis)

crucify me to satisfy your sadistic desires, my love.

i gave a boy a lavender sprig and he returned me with a kiss. ©achillics

do not cry when things do not make sense 'cause your hair will turn to gray (and it won't be glistening silver strands like daenerys targaryen's in your tv screen).

in the velvet night (loosely based on Lolita by Lana Del Rey) colleen cosette goodman © 2015-2016 #projectpoc #saveblackcharacters

movie star give me ur heart i see u with ur dope parade 21 october, 2019 an ep by babynomoney