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.
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 