When I fall asleep, all the memories I want to forget come flooding back. Of all the people who've died. Of all the times I haven't.
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“I suppose we wear our traumas the way the guillotine wears gravity; our lovers’ necks are so soft.”
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Andrea Gibson - “Prism”
Andrea Gibson, featuring at Button Poetry Live, April 2017. Become a member! Support Button Poetry.
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#my silence carries the hunger of a dozen hounds. ✣ isms.#i’ve got rabies and i’m going feral. ✣ crack.
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accidentally went and got myself killed yesterday but god wont let me die so im back
#my silence carries the hunger of a dozen hounds. ✣ isms.#i’ve got rabies and i’m going feral. ✣ crack.
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i love characters who could get the absolute Shit kicked out of them and still be fine but as soon as someone touches/handles them gently it’s like “ah. im going to shatter to pieces now thanks”
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White Hair and Eyepatch
#how i become death‚ and destroy worlds. ✣ visage.#for the blood‚ for the rust‚ for the sin. ✣ badou.
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windingnumbers-unwind - Places I love come back to me…
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#my silence carries the hunger of a dozen hounds. ✣ isms.#i’ve got rabies and i’m going feral. ✣ crack.
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heine rammsteiner is from dogs: bullets & carnage by shirow miwa and penned by ghostie! this is a secondary blog, and follows/interacts from @ghostiesdirectory, which includes all my other roleplay blogs. rules | about like this post for a starter
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#*gets shot in the head* haha do you want this bullet back or can i keep it? ✣ ooc.#don’t call me white hair. ✣ in character.#my bite is worse than my bark. ✣ replies.#i’ve got rabies and i’m going feral. ✣ crack.#how i become death‚ and destroy worlds. ✣ visage.#i‚ too‚ can create desolation. ✣ aesthetic.#come a little closer. ✣ music.#are gods really gods if no one believes in them anymore? ✣ verse 1.#cracked ribs‚ spilled viscera. ✣ verse 2.#i wish i could be a gentle creature. ✣ asks.#but horrors are never gentle. ✣ answers.#sharp tooth grin. ✣ ask memes.#there’s ruin here. ✣ dashboard observations.#my silence carries the hunger of a dozen hounds. ✣ isms.#genetics and devices. ✣ history.#for the blood‚ for the rust‚ for the sin. ✣ badou.#last resort. ✣ naoto.#death comes to me again‚ a girl in a cotton slip. ✣ lily.#on the worst days‚ the sky was a festering wound that wouldn’t heal. i didn’t want to be that to you.✣ nill.#bound more so by obligation than blood. ✣ giovanni.#you left a rot inside; a slow decay. ✣ mother.#yearning for touch and yet flinching away. ✣ wishlist.#the memories are hazy but still they remain. ✣ saved.
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