⠀look at me, look at me, look at me, look at me, look at me, look at me, look at me, look at me.
because i exist, i exist, i exist, i exist, i exist, i exist.
angels aren’t just flesh and feather. they come in different palettes—— sea foam, cherry bark, rose thorn. in the right heaven-yellow light, anything could be holy enough to save you.
Not at all — ! It’s not … something crazy, like it usually is. Or at least, I don’t think it is. I’m not entirely sure of any of it yet. But * I’m fine. Swear.
( Pulling at the dark circles under his eyes. )
Scale of 1-10, how —
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