i hate looking ugly the first time i meet someone like wait i can do better than this i swear
Them things groan and bellow across the water, like they’re callin’ to each other.
But when the harpoons go in, the beast cannot make for deep water no more.
For all to see
When our lives are over and all that remains
Are our skulls and bones let’s take it to the grave
And hold me in your arms, hold me in your arms
I’ll be buried here with you
And I’ll hold in these hands all that remains
The Mac Tirs saying nice things about each other (◡‿◡✿)
A man c h o o s e s. [A slave o b e y s]