oɴce a killer,
ᴀʟᴡᴀʏs a killer.my hands are ᴄᴏᴠᴇʀᴇᴅ in blood.
and not even your salty tears
of ƒσяgινєηєѕѕ and ℓσνє,
can ωαѕн away
the PAIN I have c a u s e d .
Tag: ( facts & info )

“Well, what do you call it when someone tries to kill you?”
“Tuesday.”
I used to think [ violence ] was never the answer.
Until one day it was─
and the guilt I expected
never came.
I have to stop saying, ‘How am I going to kill my way out of this one?’ every time there is trouble going on, or at least not out loud.
j6:
back by unpopular demand: me

is “no” an emotion because i feel it
“when’s your birthday?” awfully bold of you to assume that i was born

