golden arrows, oh they burn holy through me still.
Silver knives, oh they christen me the new god.
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i bite down upon
heaven, lick blood from my lips;
this is the queen’s rise.
hunger | a.w.
Coyote and deer I found side by side on the Oregon / Washington border today
reblog if you’re a rotting corpse
eating but never satisfied
This gnarly old black bear skull was quite the find ! My local taxidermist has him sitting on the shelf. He told me he had mounted that bear about 35 years ago, and was shocked to see this deformed skull! After all those years, he never sold it until I came along. I am honored to have this unique piece in my collection
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