Cerce - Weary
I’m a pile of bones, empty and disposable. Don’t you dare fucking tell me I’m too pretty; tell me about your fear of loss. Right before walking out I’m still bare, ribs exposed and all. Sleeping endlessly so I can put this body to rest. Let me put this body to rest. Indecisive fucking liar. I’m disposable. Let me put this body to rest. If I’m not lying in my bed, in a coffin. I’m just a ghost in my own city. Disposable.
let me put this bunny to rest ;)
LET ME PUT THIS BOBBY TO REST