The Moon Falls a Thousand Times by Naeemeh Naeemaei
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I like this one better actually
Messy burger
andrew was so real for that
do you think humans heard crowley calling aziraphale ‘angel’ over many years and was like oh! what a sweet nickname!
and that crowley’s use of the term slowly went from being a derogatory term to a term of endearment!
i care (or do i?)
i wrote something about the burden of concern and care, and how it'll never be enough, and it'll never compare to that one completely perfect person that is always haunting your actions. enjoy.
i don't like what i'm becoming and a part of what i'm becoming antagonises the self-hatred that i use to regress
and if i had to, i would wrench your heart out with my bare hands and hold it with a grace and gentleness that lies unbeknownst to me, to prove that i can still be gentle, whether it be through my violence or not.
Happy wet beast Wednesday