fleurlabu
ᥫ᭡ 𝓦e're not corpses
but we rot ! maybe
that's the real cycle
of life that other
people are indignant
to accept, 𝓭𝓮𝓪𝓽𝓱.
━━━ 00. 𝓘𝗇 𝗐𝗁𝗂𝖼𝗁.. a girl gets haunted by the horror of her own hands. Defying the laws of life an death she wishes to end it all and yet she finds herself repeating it over and over stuck like a broken clock unable to help itself. Then she gets desperate for something more, something else.
(© fluerlabu , Kafka Asigiri)