⁎ ݁ ུ ✮ 𝙲𝒽𝓇𝒾𝓈𝓉𝒾𝓃ℯ ℭ𝔲𝔫𝔫𝔦𝔫𝔤𝔥𝔞𝔪

⠀ anger sits inside cavity of veins , poisoning the vessels & letting the rot into bloodstream . ⠀ “ no , chrissy . i’m not mad at you . ” he doesn’t even make an effort to sound convincing . it’s a bone - chilling tone of voice , a trembling baritone losing the ( + ) ⠀

⠀ every second spent away from her was torturous . he might as well throw his body into a chamber to rot the days away . ⠀ slow blinking . wide hands formed into tight fists . the flesh stretched taut over the bone of knuckles glowing a pearly white . bottom ( + ) ⠀

⠀ craves @cheersnaps like a snarling dog . inhumane — unholy . things the mother who bored him has despised since a young age . ⠀