
ππππ ππππππ’ πππππππ ππ:@watchingAuthor You took a knife and slashed across your eye while shut. You don't have the will to do what must be done before you become a monster completely, or you were always an monster in an cage. Pacing and waiting for something to trigger it. You will bleed yet not a scar will remain unless you refuse to treat it. You refused to treat injuries as they were only punishment for your sins. You are an monster always trying to tamper down what you truly are. Hide how much you wish your shade was that lower than your own as it meant that you possibly wouldn't be born as a monster such as you. Your hands are stained rainbow shades. Tendrils of outerworldly tones tug at your incompetent acts. You bandage your eye and hid it under your hair. You can't even cry when you are sad. You are not what you believe you are, I suppose that's not my place to say though. πΌπππππ’ πππ
