Poor Dead Soulless Dick

You’ve become as soft as your ever-soft prick.

meanwhile

I bet you thought it would be different, being human.

SHE

…sharp teeth of an angel.

You Can’t Say That, Pt. IX

It’d be far more interesting to kick someone in the knee, watch them drop, and then use your own knee to bludgeon their nose further into their face.

Wolves

We point at the path of sticky entrails and we blame you.

Rightly So

There is mad, mad joy to be found.

confetti, into the wind

I’d love to make you smile now but it’s not the state I’m in.