hey slurt
hi everyone i don't like asking for help like this but we just had to rush our cat to the vet bc she hasn't been eating and passed a bit of blood in her stool/spit. it really cost us a huge chunk and we're running on limited funds since our move to a different city. if you could donate even a little or rb it would be really appreciated.... our vet bill is in the body of the gfm description.
https://gofund.me/a34aa567
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This is how it goes: God whispers in Cain’s jealous ear, drawing his attention to the Sin crouched at his doorway. Sin has haunted eyes and a mouth that has been kissed. Let there be no doubt that Sin has been kissed, with a wet-red mouth that may taste of blood or pomegranate or the electric crackle of a stoplight. Cain looks at Sin. He runs his tongue over his teeth.
This is how it goes: Cain leaves the house at one am in bare feet and a hoodie, careful to avoid the last stair that creaks, and treks out into the Field. There are many fields in the world but there is only one Field. Cain feels the difference in the grass when he crosses the border from field to Field, the way the grey-green blades stand up at attention in his wake, the way the dirt turns ice-cold and furious beneath his heels. The earth is good with foreshadowing. The tree of Knowledge has deep roots.
This is how it goes: God says, I will take you or your brother.
God says, You get to choose.
And Cain says, “When you split me and my brother in the womb, you did not divide us evenly. He got kindness, and I got longing. He got complacence, and I got ambition. I want to kill him sometimes. I think sometimes he wants to die.”
I have never made brothers before, God explains. That is how I thought they were made. What more do you want?
“I want to steal some of his kindness,” Cain says, and shakes his pocket knife out of his sleeve.
Back at home, Abel sits up in his bed with a start, heart racing. That was close, he thinks, that was a damn close one, and does not know why.
In the Field, the ground warms as blood seeps into the dirt.
Assorted batman doodles
the stream yesterday...
evil infodumping where you just tell lies
i’m just gonna go cry in a corner...... i’m so soft for shun showing how much he loves mio so much i’m just.........so weak🥺❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️
took my personal blog and slotted it into my empty main - scott - he/him - 19 - alleged comics artist - indie rock, midwest emo, screamo, synth rock, pop, new wave, punk!!!
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