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stop glorifying people who aren’t me

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It’s my son’s totally not birthday today

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fuck iron supplements i’m bout to just start eating staples

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let your child be goofy and silly and make messes. teach them to clean up the messes without yelling at them. let your child be a child. not a mini adult who has to be perfect 24/7

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cursed video tape

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“ you are no longer in any danger. ”

outlast starters .   /   accepting !

     that WOMAN, no, that thing from the deepest depths of hell tore her prey & left him skittering for his life. souichi bled, deep teeth marks in his shoulder fleshy. open. burning wounds making him delirious.  

     ❛   don’t be STUPID !!   ❜   he cries, ignoring the sharp agony in his shoulder to grab their wrist. he tugs hard. fearful. eyes blown wide like he’s witnessed impossible odds.    ❛   she’ll eat us BOTH !   ❜

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“Hey, did you see all of that?” “—Yeah, is she even human?”

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wondcrkid·   /   sort of pretty...

                   “ Haha !! You are so right. I don’t intend on my Gucci saving me from death. Really, I just wear this stuff because my mother wants me to look as expensive as I can for the media. ” Annie’s hands are knit together, thumb tapping on the opposite. With a hum, they consider what he says. “ I guess sometimes I do get caught up in trying to look good to hide my insecurities. Really, though, sometimes I think the Wal-Mart brand t-shirts are far nicer than the odd-fitting and weird looking designer clothes. ”

    blood began to rush to his skull, & souichi opted on lifting himself up to settle on the branch with a small huff. parents are too touchy a subject for him. hearing of insecurities & craning his neck to smirk at them is much better than getting jealous over an attentive mother.  ❛   why the insecurity ?  are you too skinny under there ?? curvy or not curvy enough ?    ❜   mother would have him by the ear if she heard him speaking like this.  ❛   there really isn’t any need to dwell on being ugly, you know.  death isn’t picky on who it flirts with.   ❜

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bastille // power

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antagonest   /   of the trees .

God. Youth was getting stranger and stranger. It was almost sad… but all he could do was watch his precious Edelwood suffer at the hands of a misfit. “You are ailed by a curse? Did it make you insufferable?” He wasn’t usually the violent type… blood was best spilled by man, but he was starting to rethink that strategy.

“I know of a witch who may be able to assist you. With how you are I cannot imagine you find too much company… a shame, really.” It took… for too much effort than he would have liked to keep his voice in the practiced calm he worked so hard to perfect. “We should go to her… or somewhere with different trees.” The Beast took a small step backwards, hands obviously motioning to a small clearing with nature that was considered more… expendable. 

      ❛   call me insufferable you untimely fiend...   ❜   quick to rage, this one. that impassioned grin turned to a deep, toothy frown. he was able to finish his work sloppily... not pleasing.  there would be more time to worry about poking the doll once he dealt with his insulting company. ❛   you’ll regret your words, acting as if i’m aloof !   ❜

   souichi let his arms drop, shaking with the sudden brigade of anger. turned his heel to face the beast. taller than he it was, with antlers copying every branch & eyes aglow -- maybe to tempt those who fear darkness ?  ❛   my curses aid me, not ail me.  with their power i can make my enemies suffer... nothing your witch could bless you from.  so, i suggest you start APOLOGIZING.   ❜  

     the boy stands stick still, not tearing his glare from the silhouette for even a second. hues dark, unsettling.

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It’s a bird. It’s a plane. It’s my ever present dark cloud of despair and general anger.