_best_ | Heavenpov Brutal

I’ve been kind. I’ve swallowed my sharp edges until they cut my stomach from the inside. And from heaven’s POV? It still looks violent. Not the violence of fists — the violence of almost . Almost loved. Almost chosen. Almost saved.

From that angle, the brutality is the point. You see your own life like a stranger’s car crash. You slow down, but you don’t stop. heavenpov brutal

Brutal isn’t the devil with horns. Brutal is waking up and realizing the silence above you isn’t judgment. It’s boredom. I’ve been kind

— exit, stage left, into the static

So here I am. Fingers on the keyboard. Typing nonsense into the void, hoping someone else’s heaven looks just as ugly as mine. Because if God is watching… I want Him to flinch. It still looks violent