#i have emotions
For in that solemn silence is heard the whisper of every sleeping thing:
Look, look at me, Come wake me up for still here I’ll be.
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lose. win. lose. win. lose.lose.lose.lose.lose.lose.lose.
lose. win. win. win. lose. win. win.
you’re hitting post. you’re hitting post.
you’re hitting post. you’re hitting post. it’s reverberating against your ribs, cracking them open.
your guts are spilling out onto the ice. blood freckling the crystal surface. leaving a trail back to your very own misery.
Zukka week day 7 // free space - the Prince and the Fool
(I sketched this for one of last year’s prompts and had an illumination on how to color it about a year later lmao bone apple teeth)