One day... fucking shit >>

they want to see you burn. fine. give them a show. put your combat boots on. smudge coal under your eyes, put mascara on your lashes until they are razor sharp like spears. dip your lips red; choose the right color, something between carmine and crimson that reminds them of blood. ▬ sharpen your weapons one by one, make it bloody. don’t warn them. remember, a blade is only as deadly as its wielder. a bullet only as dead-aim as the shooter’s heart.


watch the panic settle in their eyes.