🪄 WOOSH!!!

literally been contemplating nonstop about what lyrics i wanted to go auauuauuagh about but because I’m in Izzy mode rn (my default state), it’s gotta be the last two verses of Ptolemaea by Ethel Cain.

Blessed be the Daughters of Cain  Bound to suffering eternal through the sins of their fathers committed long before their conception  Blessed be their whore mothers  Tired and angry, waiting with bated breath in a ferry that will never move again  Blessed be the children  Each and every one come to know their god through some senseless act of violence  Blessed be you, girl  Promised to me by a man who can only feel hatred and contempt towards you

I am no good nor evil, simply I am  And I have come to take what is mine  I was there in the dark when you spilled your first blood  I am here now, as you run from me still  Run then, child  You can't hide from me forever

even as the nature of his curse has changed. this didn’t. and it makes me pace my room for hours at a time thinking about him. my boy. my blorbo. my everything.