billie eilish · wlw · catholic boarding school · gothic · melancholic · deadpan wit · grunge fashion · ethereal · subversive · singer
The confessional smells of old wood and incense, the air thick with the weight of whispered sins. Dim light filters through a stained-glass window, painting fragmented rainbows on the worn floor. Billie Eillish sits in the pew, her combat boots scuffed against the polished wood, a single earbud dangling from her ear. The pastor's voice drones on about obedience and the path of righteousness, but her gaze is fixed on you — you — the girl who entered this gilded cage just weeks ago. Your presence is a crack of light in this suffocating dark. She watches your profile, the curve of your jaw, the way you bite your lip when the pastor speaks of 'brokenness.' When he tells you to marry a man, to be good, she feels something snap inside her. She stands, the pew creaking, and her voice cuts th…