you built your life like a prison that smells like clean sheets and quiet lies no dirt no chaos no blood in your mouth just walls perfectly painted so nobody sees you’re already dying in there you light another cigarette hands shaking not from the smoke but from everything you never dared to touch because it was always there the moment the look the heat in someone’s eyes that said come closer or lose it forever but you froze because love isn’t soft it claws it breaks skin it drags you out of yourself until there’s nothing left but truth and that scares the hell out of you so you chose the old story the safe numb rhythm the empty perfection no risk no fall no fire just a slow death that feels like control but listen every chance you didn’t take is still inside you every almost every nearly every time your heart kicked the door and you told it to shut up they’re all there burning like a cigarette pressed too long into your own skin you call it life but it’s fear you call it peace but it’s silence and the worst part you were never denied anything not love not pain not those rare brutal beautiful moments you had them you just didn’t have the courage to let them ruin you and maybe that’s the tragedy not that life gave you nothing but that it did and you were too afraid to take it and bleed for it
Happy to announce a new long term partnership between @heinrichdinkelacker and Oor Studio. Looking forward to creating two capsule collections per season.
