I was a constellation, you held me so tight in the orbits of your body. O' Father, I miss you terribly; too much that I've become a fallen star.. && although I inhaled your words and exhaled stardust, I cannot get this bitter taste from my tongue.
“—i’m not exactly INTERESTED in what you’re offering me.”
“well I’m not offering, i’m begging if I don’t keep busy i will lose my damn mind and i will take you down to hell with me. sit still and let me draw you ; or i will inject you into a small coma and tattoo your face.”