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° • ? ( QUESTION SENTENCE STARTERS.

❛ What are you doing? ❜ ❛ Where are you going? ❜ ❛ Where are you taking me? ❜ ❛ How is that working out for you? ❜ ❛ Is everything okay? ❜ ❛ Why are you acting like this? ❜ ❛ You think I would lie to you? ❜ ❛ Are you telling the truth? ❜ ❛ Are you sure you want to do this? ❜ ❛ This is your bright idea of a plan? ❜ ❛ What else do you want me to do? ❜ ❛ What else can I do? ❜ ❛ What do you think I should do? ❜ ❛ What makes you think that? ❜ ❛ Who told you that? ❜ ❛ Who are you? ❜ ❛ Why are you here? ❜ ❛ Who invited you? ❜ ❛ How come you ever asked me? ❜ ❛ Did you really mean all those things you said? ❜ ❛ Why did you have to go? Why did you have to leave? ❜ ❛ Why is it so hard for you to see that? ❜ ❛ Why don’t you understand? ❜ ❛ What don’t you understand? ❜ ❛ Are you joking? ❜ ❛ Did I miss anything? ❜ ❛ You don’t remember? ❜ ❛ Did you really say all that stuff about me? ❜ ❛ Did you think I would forget? ❜ ❛ How can you sit there and say that? ❜ ❛ How do you even sleep at night? ❜ ❛ Are you coming or not? ❜ ❛ Am I the only one freaked out right now? ❜ ❛ Are you laughing or crying? ❜ ❛ Who did this to you? ❜ ❛ Did someone hurt you? ❜ ❛ Is it just me or are you, like, ignoring me? ❜ ❛ You want me to apologize for something you did? ❜ ❛ Are you going to kiss me or not? ❜ ❛ Aren’t you the one who said it though? ❜ ❛ So, you don’t like me like that? ❜ ❛ Where do we go from here? ❜ ❛ Are you being serious right now? ❜ ❛ How was I supposed to know that? ❜ ❛ Oh, is that a challenge? ❜ ❛ Are you flirting with me? ❜ ❛ Are you going to let me go now? ❜ ❛ Are we done now? ❜ ❛ Why didn’t just ask me? ❜ ❛ You’re going to believe them over me? ❜ ❛ How can possibly think that? ❜ ❛ Did you even miss me? ❜ ❛ Did anyone even notice that I was gone? ❜ ❛ Why do you go around and kiss everyone? ❜ ❛ Did you kill them? ❜ ❛ Who’s blood is that? Is that your blood? ❜ ❛ Do you think this is a game? ❜ ❛ Are you having doubts? ❜ ❛ Why haven’t you been at school/work? ❜ ❛ Is there something going on that you need to tell me? ❜ ❛ You said you wanted to talk? ❜ ❛ What am I supposed to do? ❜ ❛ What did you expect to happen? ❜ ❛ How long you think you can keep this act up? ❜ ❛ You don’t like me? Do you? Like in a more than a friend way? ❜ ❛ Is that what everyone is saying now? ❜ ❛ Who do I remind you of? ❜ ❛ Are you hungry? Want to go get something to et? ❜ ❛ Are you drunk? ❜ ❛ Are you lost? ❜ ❛ What’s so great about any of that anyway? ❜ ❛ Are you even listening to yourself? ❜ ❛ What are you going to do about it, huh? ❜ ❛ What are you staring at? ❜ ❛ What are you doing out here? ❜ ❛ Why did you call the police? ❜ ❛ Wait, do you hear that? ❜ ❛ Why don’t you tell me anything? ❜ ❛ Hey, did you get me anything? ❜ ❛ Why didn’t you come over last night? ❜ ❛ What did you find out? ❜ ❛ Can I stay here for the night? ❜ ❛ Are you throwing rocks at my window? ❜ ❛ Are you crying? ❜ ❛ What are you laughing at me? ❜ ❛ Are you laughing at me? ❜ ❛ Do you not understand the word no? ❜ ❛ Is that it? Is that all? ❜ ❛ Are you in some kind of trouble? ❜ ❛ Yeah, but, you have me. So why bother? ❜ ❛ What’s love got to do with it? ❜ ❛ This is where we kiss, right? ❜ ❛ Do you ever not just only think about yourself? ❜ ❛ Are going to leave me again? ❜ ❛ What’s wrong with that? ❜ ❛ Do you have anything you need to say to me? ❜ ❛ I think I’m going to puke. Is there a trash can in here? ❜ ❛ You really don’t know why I’m mad at you? ❜ ❛ Why do you treat me like I’m not important to you? ❜ ❛ Why are you telling me this? ❛ Are you ready? ❜ ❛ What’s with all the questions? ❜ ❛ I thought this is what you wanted? ❜ ❛ Where do you think you’re going with this? ❜ ❛ You’re just going to leave? ❜ ❛ Do you trust me? ❜ ❛ You love me? Or you think you love me? ❜ ❛ When will it ever stop? ❜ ❛ Do you think it’ll ever go away? ❜ ❛ What are you doing this weekend? ❜ ❛ You called for back up? ❜ ❛ What did I just witness? ❜ ❛ How do you cope when the one you love is with somebody else? ❜ ❛ Have you ever thought it? ❜ ❛ Are you wearing a wire? ❜ ❛ Is there something wrong? ❜ ❛ Is it something I said or something I did? ❜ ❛ What’s wrong? I thought that it was okay? ❜ ❛ Are you going to hold that against me forever? ❜ ❛ So, tell me, what else is new? ❜ ❛ You never actually cared, did you? ❜ ❛ You went to a party without me? ❜ ❛ Why wasn’t I invited? ❜ ❛ Do you think that’s a little fucked up? ❜ ❛ Oh, so you do speak? ❜ ❛ Do you think it’s really worth it in the end? ❜ ❛ How many more times do I have to tell you? ❜ ❛ You didn’t think that it would bother me? ❜

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                  ❝    no ,  no ,   n o ,   NO                 ❞    voice  mirrors  stern  impression ,   hands  held  up  as  if  in  defense ,  though  too  twitchy  to  be  considered  useful .    LIGHTNING   BOLTS   seem  to  shoot  through  all  of  his  nerves ,   synapses  working  in  overdrive ,   but  only  to  stumble  over  thoughts  and  words  like  a  lanky  baby  giraffe .    he  paces  around ,   continously  throwing  glances  at  the  female  while  wildly   g e s t u r i n g   towards  his  head ,   wrists  twisting  in  circling  motions .    ❝    not  now ,   lenny .    NOT   IN   THE   MOOD .    ❞

— ❛ ☆ ⊰  @voiceiinyourhead .

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How can we be underground when were not even inside our body, so if there’s no body and no ground, then there’s no coffin, it’s just an idea.

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— ❛ ☆ ⊰   ɴ ᴏ ᴠ ᴀ.

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     Nova had never felt so many emotions packed so tightly into her body as she did now. They were getting out of Clockworks no matter what, but they couldn’t do much until she could get David to calm down. His powers seemed to be exploding throughout the room and it was on instinct that Nova used her own powers to generate a shield around them to protect herself and him. “David, please. Please, you h-have to c-calm down!” She said, each word more difficult to push out. 

     David was much more powerful than she, so attempting to still his powers and keep the shield around them was expending more energy than she had. 

                                    “David –” 

                     the  outside  world  ceases  to  exist ;   red  alarm  lights  and  screams  melting  into  an  uncomfortable  silence  as  the  sheer  panicking  voices  within  his  mind  begin  to  take  over .    it’s  louder  than  ever  before ,   painful  and  scary ,   fists  pressed  against  the  forehead  in  a  desperate  attempt  to  stop  the  ongoing   CHAOS   from  spreading  further  inside  of  his  pounding  skull .    SNAP   OUT   OF   IT ,   BOY  !    the  only  calm  voice  whispers ,   but  he  doesn’t  know  which  one  it  is .    RUN ,   RUN ,   RUN  !   tightly  shut  eyes  only  open  slowly ,   catching  a  glimpse  of  the  female  kneeling  before  him .   he  can  barely  recall  even  leaving  his  room  earlier ,   time  no  longer  a  working  concept                clockworks  has  that  effect  on  your  brain .   the   overwhelming   sensation  of  noise  and  light  does  not  subside ,   however ,   and  david  lets  out  a  sound  close  to  a  growl ,   unaware  of  the  mess  his   LACK   OF   CONTROL   is  causing .

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        why  can’t  you  have  what  everyone  else  has ?                         a  nice  home ,  a  family ?

                               —   BECAUSE  I’M  SICK.

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guess  who’s  finally  on  here

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              i  need  to  get  things  started  on  here ,  so  here’s  a   SMALL  STARTER  CALL !

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                  EVERYTHING  IS  BREAKING .    glass  shattering ,  twinkling  splitters  cascading  down  on  the  floor  in  slow-motion ,  the  repeating  sound  of  objects  flying  past  in  a  dangerously  close  proximity  and  voices  ...   oh  god ,  the  voices  are  the  worst  part  of  it .    make  it  stop ,  please ,  make  it  stop !    sheer ,  endless  streams  of  words  echoing  against  the  pounding  walls  of  an  aching  skull .    hands  rise  up  to  cover  agonised  features  with  a  silent  scream  sitting  between  knotted  vocal  cords ,  heavy  pressure  on  the  chest  making  it  too  hard  to  breathe  even .    what  a  pitiful  sight .    useless .    crazy .    MONSTER .    sick .    s i c k .    SICK .    fingernails  dig  deeply  into  the  forehead ,  strong  enough  to  draw  blood  if  wanted ,  but  not  enough  to  claw  through  the  layers  and  layers  of  terror inside .    the  restless  cacophony  of  noise  and  pain ,  nightmares  and  things  that  tired  eyes  spot  in  the  pale  light  of  the  moon ;  that  horrible ,  horrible  face .    EVERYTHING  IS  TOO  MUCH .    too  loud ,  too  bright ,  too  close ,  too  dark ,  too  far ,  too  loud              LOUD   LOUD   LOUD .    laughter  fills  the  room  between  overheating  synapses ,  causing  a  whimper  to  errupt  from  his  throat ,  though  the  sudden  wave  of  noise  coming  from  himself  only  manages  to  trigger  another  HURRICANE  OF  POWER  to  lash  out .    king  barks  at  him  mockingly ,  the  bittersweet  taste  of  twizzlers  filling  his  mouth .    THEY’RE  GOING  TO  KILL  YOU ,  BABY !    shouldn’t  have  cut  my  dosage ,  shouldn’t  be  here .    this  is  wrong .    he  is  wrong .    it’s  all  just  in  your  head ,  david .    GLASS  SHARDS  CUTTING  SKIN  LIKE  PAPER .

— ❛ ☆ ⊰  @witcheswrath .

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              i  need  to  get  things  started  on  here ,  so  here’s  a   SMALL  STARTER  CALL !

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        why  can’t  you  have  what  everyone  else  has ?                         a  nice  home ,  a  family ?

                               —   BECAUSE  I’M  SICK.

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          me  lurking  on  the  dash  waiting  for  the  right  moment  to  plot  with  peeps

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          i’m  itching  to  do  things  on  this  blog ,  but  it’s  not  finished  yet  and  i  don’t  have  icons  either .

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So I am gonna get out of this place. I am not waiting. How?