torchwood mine


the language of love (insp.)


I spoke to God today, and she said that she’s ashamed. What have I become, what have I done? I spoke to the Devil today, and he swears he’s not to blame. And I understood, cause I feel the same.
I heard from God today, and she sounded just like me. What have I done, and who have I become. I saw the Devil today, and he looked a lot like me. I looked away, I turned away!
I’m not defending, downward descending, falling further and further away! Getting closer every day! I’m getting closer every day, to the end. To the end, the end, the end, I’m getting closer every day!