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prevalgonoimedici​:           ERIK .  

@lstratstanding  // erik sc. : accepting

“Those are bold words.” THERE’S A HUM FROM WHERE ERIK SITS ; those piercing orbs locked upon the other man. “But i’ve heard them before , i’ve even uttered them. Words are nothing without action - and i can’t see why i would involve myself in this. What do i have to gain?” WHILST HE COULDN’T DENY HE ENJOYED PLAYING WITH FEDERAL AGENTS NOW & AGAIN ; Erik did not cause destruction simply because he could. There was a reason , a motivation behind everything Erik does. He could be impulsive yes , anger was an emotion that often controlled him more than he could control it - but he has gotten a little better at choosing his battles. LIFE WAS IN TRUTH ; LIKE A GAME OF CHESS ; wasn’t that what he had been taught? “Convince me.”

                        A CHALLENGE POSED LIKE A DEMAND            ;            self proclaimed god lets out a chuckle ,       head falling to the side ,       picture of pleasant conversation which drips in black ink and blood .       ❝     i don’t often waste time on futile conversation .      ❞            PRIDEFUL WOLF LICKS HIS LIPS ,        reaches for the cigarette ,       lights it in silence as scarred lungs fill up with poison .        sharp exhale  .        finding the digital footprints of the other had been a challenge ,      but not impossible .       he was ,     after all ,         THE BEST AT HIS OWN FUCKING GAME     !         ❝     a drink first      ?         perhaps that will set the mood .     ❞       eyebrow rises and he does not wait for the other to agree ,       bottle in hand before the other man can protest .       ❝     i get nervous ,    you see .      i find it does wonders to help calm the nerves .     ❞              FERAL SMILE ,          MADNESS SLIPS FROM FRAME  .       

❝     you have to adapt to the new age ,       the new world and the new way of fighting war .     ❞           glass raised to his lips ,          dead man laughs ,      hollow and full of the taste of burial dirt .            ❝     digitally .      i mean .      and why would you not work with the    best there is .       ❞

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I’ve got a girl out there crying over you.

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Denise Levertov, from To Stay Alive: Poems; “I Thirst,” written c. October 1970

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Life clung to me like a disease. And then I understood why I had survived. I needed to look in your eyes one last time.

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Why must my feelings be "rational"? Is it not enough to sit quietly in my hawaiian shirt, deranged?

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@thebestplayer​

Zabo & Ramiro | Yo, adolescente (2020)

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I am rotting. I will die in this house. I'm going to become a stain on the sheets. I will ruin the carpet. My vitae will leak and never come off the walls.

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In my dreams I am kissing your mouth and you’re whispering ‘where have you been?’ I say, ‘I’ve been lost but I’m here now. You’re the only person who has ever been able to find me.’

Sue Zhao (via blossomfully)

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