I was stationed on Earth two thousand years.  Just… watching.  Silent, invisible.  Out on the road, sick for home, waiting on orders from an unknowable father I can’t begin to understand.


"Freedom is a length of a rope"  graphic for scottmycall


SPN + music: fall out boy just one yesterday

     I thought of angels choking on their halos,
get them drunk on rose water
   See how dirty I can get them pulling out their fragile teeth,
and clip their tiny wings

Meet the new boss.

They come, they come
To build a wall between us
We know they won’t win