I. II. III. IV.

i spoke to the devil in miami

i shot an angel with my father's rifle , i should have set it free , but i let it bleed .

he said everything would be fine

indie horror oc.
deep web themed.

there will be triggering subjects. made by lo.

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  β‹„ *  ♦  /  βœž  β›  β˜Ή I USED TO HAVE EYES THE COLOR OF THE SKY  —–  NOW I CAN SEE IN THE MIDDLE OF THE NIGHT !    β½   aesthetic Λ‘  βΎ   β‹„ *  ♦  /  βœž  β›  β˜Ή IF DEATH IS WHAT IT SEEMS  —  WHY IS IT SO VIVIDLY PORTRAYED WITHIN MY DREAMS?    β½   queue Λ‘  βΎ   β‹„ why