psychi

I no longer need your form of worship.

My body is a temple and i am a goddess.

I am a jealous Moon and a Sun full of wrath.

I mean does everyone feel this fucking much? So much that you can't breathe unless you perform a tracheotomy on your own goddamn heart?

Is everyone this fucking numb? So numb that you can't feel your own hands unless they're shoved inside someone else's chest cavity?

I no longer require your form of worship.

I don't need your heart to be my own personal hand warmer anymore, nor do I need your help with the tracheotomies. Maybe I'll bleed out, or my hands will turn blue, but I'll choose dying more quickly over being worshipped by you.