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inbred gives me goosebumps especially the “if he wakes up he’s gonna show you what i’m talking about” LIKE???
YOU CANT WIN EM ALL WHO KNOWS HOW MUCH LONGER ILL LAY ON THE FLOOR TOUCH ME TILL I VOMIT IM NOT SCARED OF GOD IM SCARED HE WAS GONE ALL ALONG
REBUKE (책망) (DRABBLE)
✧.* 18+
not much to you, not much to your name. stripped bare of everything that made you normal, sane. bare naked under your nightgown, maybe that was just the way he liked it when he went to town. barely any clothes to you, let alone something to your name. maybe it was fate, the way the photo fit the frame. when you’re dealt a bad card, what’s there to do? you pray to god with your hands on your knees and he tells you, fuck it, just deal, that’s what i expect of you.
pissing on the stove just to put the fire out, it explained why the walls had started to fall apart and move about. the floors creaked and the paint had started chipping long ago, maybe that was the first card you had grown to know. mommy would tell you to put a brave face on, to put your trust in god, all of your burdens would be gone. maybe he really was there, and everything would be fine. but he wasn’t listening, maybe he was busy turning water into wine.
taehyung was there, and he managed to care. he called it brotherly love, but it wasn’t enough. you had seen him cry when he wanted to be tough. when daddy started drinking his money away, taehyung made sure he kept you at bay. he was full of love, you seemed like a leech. all you did was watch him, even when he was out of reach. he didn’t seem to mind, you were his little girl, after all. he had to protect you, you seemed so fragile, so small. every time you felt cold in the middle of a storm, you’d suck on his leg just to feel warm.
he was reckless, made a name for himself with the cops. everyone swore he was evil, but you swore he was not. those same cuffed hands kept your body warm, they kept you together when you had been torn. he was so good to you, really, only you. as long as you were good to him, he would be too. he liked his guitar, you liked ballet, but no differences mattered as long as his sister was okay. he never prayed, he just did as he pleased. so you were shocked to see him with daddy, on his knees.
mommy started praying more, it was all she knew. rotting in the bed, it was all she could do. she couldn’t move or talk, but she was still there. she had her eyes closed a lot, but you knew she aware. praying, begging, asking why she had been dealt such a card. why did he intend on making her life so hard? when her eyes were open, she watched you with a smile. her look was sympathetic, she had been doing that for a while. she loved you a lot, you knew it in your heart. you wondered if her end meant having a fresh start. something smelled rotten, and it had started to spread. nobody really noticed, maybe they were already dead.
the floor had started off cold, but warmed up with your touch. it was a constant cycle, and you weren’t left with much. it’ll be over soon, you thought, daddy's just hurt. mommy’s gone now, she’s been living in the dirt. but you looked so much like her, when he drank, he couldn’t tell. you knew it when you felt him, you could recognize the smell. you never listened to god, so you chose not to rebuke. you just let him touch you, use you until you puked.
you were never scared of god, there was no such scare. what you were terrified of was, maybe, he wasn’t even there. who would be your witness, would anybody care? would the paintings on the walls come to life, or would they continue to stare? would anybody break bread, or would they let you famish? would they, too, pray that daddy would vanish? you thought of taehyung, hoping he would hear your pleas. you thought of him some more when daddy said, “get on your knees.”
taehyung had his problems, he couldn’t get out of his head. he had made a name for himself with the feds. you didn’t care, he loved you just right. he helped you clean up when he got home that night. maybe you were too scared, maybe even in a haze. taehyung knew you had seen better days. he didn’t have to ask you what happened, he knew better. he saw the way you prayed and wished you could just leave together. you knew it would kill him, the blood that trickled down your thigh. he still caught a glimpse, but he wanted to deny. he wanted to think you had fallen and scarred, that the bruises on your knees were from praying too hard. but he knew better, and so did you. he loved you more than you ever knew.
when daddy died, he died in a rush. that was when taehyung told you to hush. “you didn't see him go, he just disappeared. he left us because he was sad mommy isn't here.” you nodded and told him it would be a secret, you pinky swore that you would keep it. he loved you, he did everything for you. it kept you warm, and it was all you knew. he managed to take away what hurt you the most, you were a parasite and he was your host. you didn’t mind it, and neither did he. he knew it was the only place he wanted to be.
the thought made his hands shake, someone hurting you. it wasn’t enough, what he had to do. red stained his hands and anger tainted his soul, the work of the devil had taken its toll. he found himself praying for you to finally be okay, for men just like daddy to be kept away. you blossomed under his love and his care, when he hugged you tight and kissed your hair. why was is unnatural, why was it wrong? if love was pure, and he had done it for so long.
this is different, you thought, your brother was never a fraud. let us love one another, for love comes from god. this time, you listened to god, and you chose not to rebuke. you just let him touch you, use you until you puked.
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hayden performing in burlington (2023) ♡
i love you carpet bed ep… even if no one else likes to talk about you i still love you so so much carpet bed ep
ethel cain’s pop-up shop in nyc (6/27/24)
missing this
(6/27/24)
ETHEL CAIN’S COVER OF FOR SURE.
ETHEL CAIN’S COVER OF FOR SURE.
ETHEL CAIN’S COVER OF FOR SURE.
ETHEL CAIN’S COVER OF FOR SURE.
ETHEL CAIN’S COVER OF FOR SURE.
ETHEL CAIN’S COVER OF FOR SURE.
ETHEL CAIN’S COVER OF FOR SURE.
ETHEL CAIN’S COVER OF FOR SURE.
saw ethel cain for the first time a year ago :’)
ft hayden with the broken mic stand
(10/3/23)
some of my favourite lyrics written by ethel cain 🗡️
family tree (intro) // inbred // thoroughfare // ptolemaea // gibson girl // ptolemaea
@mothercain
Evening
I'm just a child, but i'm not above violence ♡
My kind of summer
I love her.