hansel

Tonight molotov cocktails lit up the night as alcohol ran down my ruined cudicles. The pain scratched through dead skin, awaking nerves along the way: reminding them to protect me from myself. The nerves having realized their failure committed hari kari. It's just more ritual built on ritual and I'm sitting here missing them.

Everyone go congratulate Rin for going pink. I can't think of a finer person.