text from pic: what are you thinking about? thinking about what you are? thinking about biting into an apple and finding soft flesh in it? it’s always meat. soft, warm, with crunchy bones where it’s deeper. where your fangs press against muscles, where tendons creak on your teeth. look through the prism of your useless power and see what’s in the glass is true — there are abilities beyond the mind, there are infinite number of planes. there is not you feeding on other people’s minds.there is not you swallowingmeat. you are the rot.
hope translation is correct rrrrgh yay for allegories i guess and yay!! my exams are over (no, there’s three more) so a little sketch because i love andrey
андрейка под *почти* окончание экзов ура ура маленький скетч под настроение, люблю андрейку
