holy - golden palominos

You can't hurt me anymore.
They can't hurt me anymore.
Only I can.

And that's okay.
I don't need them anymore.
I can live off of me.
I speak to me.
I dance with me.
I eat me.

sain joskus kuudelta lopulta unta.
kahden imovanen ja kynsisaksilla reiteen tehdyn taideteoksen
jälkee. hip hei vituntrallallallaa
tää biisi on hypnotisoiva.


päivän tavoitteet:

• ostaa tumma hiusväri
• tehdä se koulutyö
• olla juomatta
• olla hajoamatta

Starvation is sacred and I scratch my bones
against the windows at night.
I light candles and feel myself evaporate.
This body is a little church, a little temple.
You can't see me now because I've gone inside.