Michael And Lucifer. The Militant And The Fallen.

TW for SA and R*pe

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new year, new font. i was never too attached to the courier, but i think playfair is truly me.

my heart hurts, everything hurts, i leave teeth marks in everything i’ve ever loved

this.

I really thought I was on a good way to finally be okay, to be better as a person and mentally. But I haven't changed, I never will. This sickness has left my brain absolutely rotten, making me ruin every good thing I have.

I feel so helpless and cannot keep living like this. I know I'm the problem. I'm the sickness. I'm no good. Everyone has left for the same reason.

sachiel i won’t chase you, i don’t want to scare you off. just know that i miss you, and i don’t know how to show it. i don’t want to come on to strong, to tell you i still love you just as much as that summer day where we became real soulmates.

i miss you. just know i think of you often, and fondly.

i needed that praise- i needed you ten years ago. i learned how to live with a present but absent father, i learned how to live with the years of emotional abuse and pain, i learned that nothing i can do is ever right or enough.

i don’t need you now, it’s too little too late. leave me the fuck alone.

i just think it’s silly that my parents were a little sucky and now i’m a 19 year old with a personality disorder and an emotional support stuffed animal

Gabriel or Lucifer, the sinner or the saint, Heaven or Hell?

the 7 of cups.

Gods please guide me, i pray for divine judgement, i pray for peace. I pray to stop being a horrible person.

it’s like a race to see if my heart rate or the carcinogens will kill me first lollll