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             i shall always recognize YOU                                                         —– by the dreadful sword you hold               as the earth with searching vision                                                                     you survey with spirit BOLD 

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hello, it’s me, your dad. probably not but whatever, anyways, I've got a new blog, this time, it’s my own interpretation of the greek goddess Gaia. if you’re interested then like/reblog this post. thanks !!! 

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Her eyes are full of stardust, leftover from self-destruction. I find her in hallowed post-traumatic silence. I have never been good with people, but I tell her ‘I know it hurts, but it’s okay.’ It wasn’t, but sometimes a simple lie can keep a person together.

lydiaskiss (via wnq-writers)

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SENTENCE STARTERS. Flirty/Suggestive/NSFW Edition.

Feel free to add your own.

“You’re really hot.”

“Oh, don’t mind me. Just enjoying the view.”

“You know, those/that ______ of yours are/is pretty distracting.”

“Hot damn.”

“So, you come here often?”

“Well, well. My night just got better.”

“Is that a gun in your pocket or are you just happy to see me?”

“You have got a great ass.”

“Hey, I’m open minded.”

“You enjoying the view over there?”

“Keep sweet-talking and this could go a whole new direction.”

“Don’t be bashful. You know you want to.”

“You can have me any way you’d like, baby.”

“You wanna move this conversation someplace more private?”

“I’m off in a few minutes, you know.”

“It’s been a long day. Why don’t we help each other unwind?”

“I think it’s about time we stop avoiding the obvious.”

“I’m gonna be honest with you. I’m really horny, and you’re really hot. Can we fuck? Like, now?”

“I wanna see you get naked.”

“You like how I bend over for you, huh?”

“You’re getting me all worked up.”

“What do we have here?”

“I see someone’s happy to see me.”

“Play your cards right, and I just might have to put you on speed dial.”

“You like that, don’t you?”

“How do you want me?”

“I’m sure we can put those lips to better use.”

“I want you. Right here. Right now.”

“God, you’re perfect.”

“I really like a man who’s good with his hands.”

“I’d be more than happy to show you a good time, if you’re looking for one.”

“I saw that. You just checked me out.”

“You look real good in that suit/dress/skirt/outfit.”

“You wanna help me out of this ___?” (Insert article clothing here.)

“Can I keep you?”

“You’re such a tease.”

“Oh my, looks like I/you dropped something.”

“I love it when you talk dirty.”

“I can’t stop thinking about your hands on me.”

“I think you’ll be happy to know that I’m not wearing any underwear.”

“I really want to take you home and get you out of all those clothes.”

“It’s like you want to ruin men/women for me.”

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I’m not sure which is worse. The pain or the emptiness. Imagine a stab wound that never fully heals. You clean it everyday, you bandage it, you try blocking out the pain. You do everything you can to make it feel better. And each and every time that the skin finally begins to grow back and repair itself, the smallest little prick will re-open it. And it’s back to square one. The pain shoots instantly from your brain into the wound. There’s a fierce pulsing in it. The blood begins pouring out. And now you have to start over. Cleaning it, wrapping it up, and waiting for it to heal again. You try your best, once again, to block out the pain. Somehow you thought it’d get easier to deal with. You know the drill, you know what to expect. But it seems to hurt a little bit more each time that wound re-opens. But miraculously, it heals! But you’re not the same anymore. The pain you once felt is now veiled by a scar. You push on the scar, and you feel nothing. You’ve gone completely numb. There’s no feeling anymore. You look at where the wound once was, and now you are cursed with a permanent reminder of that awful, agonizing pain. In a sense, it is still there. It’s underneath the surface. But now it’s numb. There is no feeling anymore…

Excerpts from a book I’ll never write (via empress-601)

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filled with RAGE, consumed by  HATRED;               met with the rightful END, PUNISHED by fate, 

                                           torn apart by GUILT

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fabrikatr.

hello, hello! my name is autumn. this is my first time doing a small promo like this, so i don’t really know what to include but here we go anyway! extra blog link.

please feel free to like or reblog this if you would be interested in rping with an independent madoka magica based original character! this blog is a remake of an old one, because i lost my login info and wanted to revamp a few things bio-wise anyway. rules and bio pages are up on the sidebar of my blog & a navi/verses page is in progress.

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Sóley – Pretty Face

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achluophobia.

     DARKNESS was it from what she arose && what would eternally envelope her being untill she ceases to be on this planet. truly a curse when taking the young female’s phobia in cosideration; the dark && what might lurk inside of it was what she feared the most and yet, her heart was full of it. so, wasn’t it truly ironic ? afraid of her own self ?

       upon such thoughts, her fingers would clutch onto the silken fabric that clad her physique; white, barely illuminating the room she was caged in. four walls. one door. one window. unlocked. why did she feel so suffocated then ? as if she was locked in here, left to rot untill she was nothing more than bones. nobody would find her because she is alone. alone for another ETERNITY.

        BEADS  of cooling liquid started to form upon her forehead, cascading down her visage as they were hastily wiped away by jittery hands. the being felt the control of her entire body slowly slip away as water began to collide with her reddened cheeks. but she was inside so how could the rain even faze her ? was she crying ?

        the realization disturbed her; how could the offspring of one of the strongest entities execute such an act of patheticness ? now she truly felt like suffocating. she felt like breathing in more air, something that would probably put her at ease,but how could she ? she was not made for breathing. you are not human, why are you trying to be ONE ?

      A shaky hand was raised to cover her rosy && swollen lips, muffling the sounds that were to escape. right, she was no human. she had no heart. there was nothing inside her that could hurt her. she was hollow. she could feel nothing. nothing... but there where there is nothing, there is darkness.

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yesterday was such a shitty day && i wanna write angst to get my mind off things or just write in general tbh

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They say you’re broken, my dear A million shattered pieces, scattered and torn asunder They say your darkness will eat the world And make monsters of us all Sucking all of us into oblivion A black hole of anger and fury (oh but sweetheart, your darkness is my night sky dotted with a million constellations illuminating my whole universe)

we are all made of stars - l.c. | @aquiilarum (via skythce)

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        ahhhh im finally back !! first, im sorry that i didn’t put up a freaking hiatus notice but i forgot my email adress for this blog, yes it’s possible !! but anyways, the reason for why i was away for nearly three weeks is that my computer battery just went fuck you on me :^) i had to work for the next two weeks to earn enough money to replace it && that’s why i had no time for tumblr ( and that while i had summer vacation wohoo ) anyways, im back now but really sleepy and yeah

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“Why would I show you my instagram search???”

                             whispers, sentence meme|| accepting

          ❝ geez, don’t make such a big deal out of it ————❞

                    having no real sense of privacy, the entity found no harm in asking the other if he would share such insignificant ( at least in her opinion ) information with her, yet they were almost total strangers to one another. however, the blonde was heavily interested in social networking websites, making the search histories of others no exception ( you could say, it was the curiosity of a child-like creature that caused the ordeal )  ivory fingers, resembling a fragile poreclain doll, would brush against the others hand, a pitieous expression exhibitioned on her countenance as her golden orbs would lock with those of her opposite.

                              ❝ i just wanted to see something…❞

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whispers, sentence meme

contains everything and nothing, angst and fluff to your desire. interpret the sentences the way you feel and see them, that is all. triggers might occur , be aware

“I… really don’t know how to feel about this.”

“How come it always ends like this –?”

“Did I say you could talk?”

“Honestly — ?”

“No. I am — for once — not okay, and do you know that? That’s fine. It’s all f i n e. Just — Fine.”

“Do you THINK I enjoy doing this to you!?”

“Do you THINK I enjoy doing this to myself!?”

“You haven’t said anything for a while… ?”

“I’m not sure if I want to wake up tomorrow.” 

“It’s not just — that, it’s — everything. Everything is a little painful, even breathing is a little too much every now and then… I don’t think I’m okay anymore.”

“I don’t think —- I’m okay anymore.” 

“Hey… honest talk ��� what are we, really?”

“If I could take it all back —- I think I would.”

“And so she/they/him came to hate me.”

“I haven’t seen them for so long —- I miss them.”

“I haven’t seen them for so long —- It’s better this way.”

“Why can’t you leave me alone?!”

“It’s nothing romantic —– I… think?”

“Why would I show you my instagram search???”

“No you can’t have my snapchat. I have said so fifty times.”

“—- I-Is that thunder??? Please don’t tell me that’s thunder —-”

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