There’s a thick forest, murmuring to my soul.
it whispers, its screaming.
I step inside.
The trees sway and beckon,
for me to come away.
The forest holds my secrets,
its here that I shall stay.
The shadows can enclose me,
in this jungle mine.
No one can hear my wailing,
in the forest of my mind.
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More flowers and bones! Elmer with his pink rose, Scrapper with her daisies and blue carnation, and Warn with his… small flowers I can’t place the name of. I took way more photos but I like these ones most.
meet 10k, a black c/oyote that @kittie-707 got me!! ♡ he’s the perfect southern boy and has cloven paw pads too!!
shoos pornbots away from this blog with a broom
go on, git, back to your hives
I atone for the sins i chose, i suffer the way i want.
the forest will take your pain and bury it in the clay, let it rot, until it becomes something useful.
churchyardgrim 