This is Ravus.
He puts alot of effort into looking this good.
i love him so ferociously, playing ezekiel, playing god, bringing together all these rattling things inside of me—giving them life is easy because because he is my life. i’m sorry they aren’t very pretty. why can’t they be pretty? why can’t i be enough? he’s broken my heart before and maybe i’m just arachne in all her pride because i will not yield and i’d rather have him break me than live unbroken without him. but there must be pity for arachne because she, too, just wanted to be enough.