𝐃𝐨𝐜𝐭𝐨𝐫 𝐆𝐨𝐨𝐝𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐜𝐡 retweeted
"i need a cigarette," he says, his voice dull and worn. a tremor in his hands, "i need a cigarette."
𝐃𝐨𝐜𝐭𝐨𝐫 𝐆𝐨𝐨𝐝𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐜𝐡 retweeted
and suddenly i'm an angel on the cutting room floor, wearing gore, a blank stare, not much more.
𝐃𝐨𝐜𝐭𝐨𝐫 𝐆𝐨𝐨𝐝𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐜𝐡 retweeted
softness ruined me / never again will i be gentle. i will be bloodied knuckles and scuffed elbows / i will remain rough.
𝐃𝐨𝐜𝐭𝐨𝐫 𝐆𝐨𝐨𝐝𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐜𝐡 retweeted
look, all i know is what they taught me at command school. there are certain rules about a war. and rule number one is: young men die. rule number two is: doctors can't change rule number one.
𝐃𝐨𝐜𝐭𝐨𝐫 𝐆𝐨𝐨𝐝𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐜𝐡 retweeted
彡 “For it is in faith we build our strongest bonds.
In ignorance we are lost to the fires of damnation.
With this blessing I give a part of myself to you, unbinding the light of your soul, and by my wings,
uplift thee.” 彡
𝐃𝐨𝐜𝐭𝐨𝐫 𝐆𝐨𝐨𝐝𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐜𝐡 retweeted
if you were a waiting room, i would never see a doctor. i would sit there with my first aid kit and bleed.

























