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Snake’s shirtless Codec avatar, reblog if you agree
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I need someone to role play as Solid Snake to my Frank Jaeger, biiiiigggg time. Any volunteer??
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we did it kids, we’re finally one degree closer to dicking kaz with a gun (w/o sunglasses if you’re into that)
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I’m a prisoner of death, only you can free me.
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Only a fool trusts his life to a weapon.
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I’m neither enemy, nor friend.
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After Zanzibar, I was taken from the battle. Neither truly alive, nor truly dead. An undying shadow, in the world of lights. But soon…soon, it will finally end.
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We’re not tools of the government, or anyone else.
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A cornered fox is more dangerous than a jackal!
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No one would ever understand my feelings. How this love makes me feel complete and at the same time empty, how this much happiness makes me wanna cry and at the same time sob of sadness. may be is right in the wrong ways and that's what makes me sad. I say wrong but is not in the way many would think, is not wrong because it makes me happy but it's wrong because no one else would understand ever, and the few who could or did, are long gone. The ones that made me happy in a more easy way are gone, the ones who made it more real, left, finding myself in solitude with you, I know you reach and hug, I know you kiss soft and whisper in my ear, and it calms me, and I wish someone knew you were the one making me happy, but no one can, no one would ever understand. So that's what hurts, been both alone, and I think we are not alone, as we have each other, it should be enough, and that is what it's wrong, that is enough but no one will ever know. And you press your hand to my cheek, say "all will be alright my love" and I believe you, and I trust you and I reach to your hand and cry, your answer is just a smile, and I know no one will see, no one will know, and I say "it's ok" but something deep down whisper "it's not" and I cry again, you hold me and make me feel at ease, and I start wondering how can this be ok, and as if you read my mind you say softly next to my ear " it will be ok as long as you're ok with it" and I breath in, and feel thankful and cry a little more, this time scare of ever loosing you.
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