Status Updates From Heartless Heathens

It didn’t matter if there was a heaven or hell. Because the greatest pleasure and the greatest pain was here, on earth, with them.

“I don’t know who I am when you’re not around. Im lost without you. I’m so addicted to you that you’re all I think about, you’re all I dream about. I loathe your existence more than anything in this world because there’s nothing that scares me more than the idea of waking up, and you not being there anymore…”

I would take the pain of ver and over again if it meant the knife would always return to me. Because they were the weapon and I was built to pardon their pain.

Corvin wanted me to be a knife; relentless, sharp concise. But I wasn’t a knife. I was the sheath. Worn and weathered from the blades contant marring

Not a snake, but a Scorpion. Waiting for you to come to him versus striking blindly.