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NOTICE.

This blog is set to be MOVED to a MULTIMUSE. (still in the process of revamp) But I see I can no longer juggle 2, possibly 3 blogs.(told myself, never more than 2) SO for now, until I get him as a primary muse again, he will be moved over to another blog along with my SUPER 17 (superiorl7).

When it’s ready, ya’ll getting the link!

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William Bouguereau - Dante et Virgile - 1850

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G o d i w i s h i w o u l d n ’ t w a k e u p t o m o r r o w .

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 “ NO !     ” he’s shaking. his fingers won’t stop shaking. “ Don’t leave. “ 

  he has nothing else; no one else.

  “ Shut up !   all you do   all you ever do is talk ! ” he breathes. he keeps breathing. he doesn’t need air … why does his chest feel heavy… ?!

      “Oh…” What else was he supposed to do? Ignore him?

      “… I’ll leave you alone, then…”

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   “ Shut up !    all you do    all you ever do is talk ! ” he breathes. he keeps breathing. he doesn’t need air . . . why does his chest feel heavy. . . ?! 

    “ No where. None of your business ! ” 

      “Don’t you speak to me that way!”

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     “ No where. None of your business ! ”

      “And just where do you think you’re going?”

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I highly recommend you follow the person I reblogged this from.

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“I have always loved you more than I have ever loved myself and therein lies my greatest tragedy.”

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Nikita Gill, I Should Have Learned How To Love Me More (via untamedunwanted)

( @revengedeathball & @superiorl7 )

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Y o u w i l l b u r n i n h e l l f o r y o u r s i n s .

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“ This world’s really gone straight to HELL. “

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 “ Because you’re damned. Everything about you is ugly, it’s vile and it’s STOLEN !! “ he snaps. something throws the phantom off, something hits him like a knife at the back. did the monster ask -- did he really just ask why? did he have the fucking gall. . . . 

his fists ball, they’re squeezing and they’re crushing the etheral metals that made his body until it creaks and dents and it fucking hurts. “ Hahahah. . . why? Why am I doing this to YOU? “ there it is again: the broken question to a broken answer. “. . . EVERYTHING. “ he answered in a voice too shaky to actually threaten, something that sounded like it was choked out from someone’s throat. “. . . YOU. . . TOOK EVERYTHING FROM ME !! “ the’s a venom in his throat, a burn in his eyes and a tingle at the base of 17′s palms that just. . . he wants to kill him! burn him! make him pay! exhume the demon from his body and let him live!  

“ YOU’RE A THEIF WITH NO PL,ACE IN MY BODY !! “ he wants to die just so that they can both burn.

     “ Leave you. .  ahhaha… alone ?? “ the phantom’s face TWISTS. he’s visibly disgusted so much so that his fists clench !!   “ You want me to leave you alone ?! Y O U ? You want me to leave you alone ?! ” repeated again because it sounds funnier a second time. more, he wanted nothing more than to be free. to leave. “ Why ? “

“ Don’t like me ? “

“ Don’t like my voice ? “

“ Don’t like the truth ? “

      — He couldn’t bear to hear that laughter! How could anything be this cruel? He visibly cowered at the sight of his fists clenching, recognising the rage and hatred on his face so well. When would this nightmare end? 

      “It’s not the truth!” No matter how deeply this monster knew his mind, he would defend himself. He needed to say the words, even if his voice was weak with fear, even if he didn’t believe in them. “I don’t understand! Why are you doing this to me!?”

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  “ Where is she? “ // @kibonosentoki

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i hate my work but i’m in control–

killer // the hoosiers

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“First we feel. Then we fall.”

— Joyce, James. Finnegans Wake (via thequotejournals)

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      “ Leave you. .  ahhaha. . . alone ?? “ the phantom’s face TWISTS. he’s visibly disgusted so much so that his fists clench !!     “ You want me to leave you alone ?! Y O U ? You want me to leave you alone ?! ” repeated again because it sounds funnier a second time. more, he wanted nothing more than to be free. to leave. “ Why ? “ 

“ Don’t like me ? “

“ Don’t like my voice ? “

“ Don’t like the truth ? “

   “ Yes, the good doctor ! He fixed you right ? Are you perfect now ? Are you satisfied with yourself ? “ there was a venom in his throat, it spills out from his lips. it almost chokes the phantom, half-mad from the GREAT RAGE he held within his heart. “ Blame, blame, blame, you haven’t changed. Same model, same defects, same rotting stench.“

are you fixed       are you perfect             are you satisfied He shook his head out of pure disbelief. These were the questions he had already provided answers to in his internal monologue, the ongoing bitterness that tormented him night after night, clouding his eyes to the point he couldn’t see beyond it. What was the reason for this agony? He held his hands up to his temples. No, it wasn’t Myuu’s fault. The problem was with him. He couldn’t be fixed, couldn’t be repaired; it was there, a wretchedness in the essence of his very soul (did he still have a soul?).       “Shut up, shut up! Shut the fuck up! Please! Please leave me alone!”

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“ghost is what they call you; soldier weapon asset- entropy is what you are; volatile disorder chaos”

— they should concede to call you Ares | s.m. (via beardysteve)

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          (   go easy, my warrior. may you go                                  easy into the night. for you have lived                                               a short life, but fought a long fight.   )