it’s not the hunger revealing
nor the ricochet in the cave
nor the hand that is healing
nor the nameless grave
i yearn for the fall harvest sour patch kids
and if i told you i didnt think about it all the time
well baby youd know i was lying to you
•5/8/2025•
ethel cain, shot by silken weinberg
christ
white lines pretty baby tattoos
Though I know this path only leads to our mutual destruction,
I always find myself returning to your embrace