#andagainandagainandagain

[joseaesquea]

As @joannajedrzejczyk said. About her tittle reign and winning... gotta say it about @renzograciephilly and @eefc.mma under @danielgracie and @eefc.john #theydonediditagainyall #andagainandagainandagain (at Renzo Gracie Philly) https://www.instagram.com/p/CI9qziFpyLT/?igshid=14z9gdwsllbsf

[companionwolf]

I'm tired and my shoulders ache. But I got through the day.

[owie-anne-na]

#Majestic With the sky as the backdrop and sun hiding behind the clouds #NoFilter #BiPolarWeather Rained. Stopped. Sunny. Humid. #AndAgainAndAgainAndAgain #OnRepeatMode https://www.instagram.com/p/BpCEJ0cg5CI/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=dukoiho7h9dc

[camellia-red-blog]

Buttercup

Buttercup: Childishness 

It is very cold today. Far too cold for the middle of April. The radiator is running, but the cold creeps under the door. When the hum of the heater stops, it is suddenly too quiet. The walls are eggshell white, spiderweb cracks blooming from the corners. The floorboards are weak and bend slightly underneath me. The hem of my dress pools behind my heels, and my body is curled into a ball with my back pressed against the wall. My small hands rest limply on the ground. Their mouths move, as if they are shouting, but I cannot hear anything. Her eye is swollen shut, and deep purple bruises stain her skin. But she is standing, not cowering, and staring straight at him with her one open eye. He is acting calm, but his hands are trembling. I know, from what I have seen many times, that he is seconds from snapping. Now she is pulling herself to her full height, and she declares something with her full voice, though I do not know what it is.She gestures towards me.

And his eyes turn to me. I see an idea begin to fill them. Not a thought, but an impulse, a moment of certainty that defies rationality. He moves towards me, before she can react. His fingers twitch. As he approaches me and lifts his hand into the air, a shadow is cast upon me. I cannot move, but I tilt my chin upwards, so that my half-open eyes can see his cloudy figure. As his arm descends, she crashes into him. A blur to me, they struggle with each other. Both are shouting, but only one thing makes it to my ears.

“Let me kill it!”

She is pressed to the floor, clawing vainly at his arms.Then one of her arms shots upward, and her fingers push forward, sinking deep into the socket of his eye. He roars and stumbles backwards. She moves towards me. She crouches next to me, and reaches out her arms.

Then her legs buckle, and her eyes widen. She coughs, and several drops of blood spatter onto my cheek. What little strength is in my body has suddenly vanished, and I can't lift my arm to wipe the blood away. Her body slumps forward and falls at my feet. I see the handle of a knife protruding from her back.

And I see his monstrous figure towering far above my. He is nothing but a mass of shadow but I see his eye clearly through the haze. The dripping socket caked with blood and crushed flesh of his left side would perhaps spawn nausea or horror in most who saw it. But it is his right eye that fills me with unspeakable dread. It is glowing with madness. Hatred, fury, and horrible fear, all scream one thing: that I am next.

I am next.

I am next.

I am next

I am next

i am next

i am next

i a m n e x t

no 

no

nonononoNONONONONONO

I am not thinking. I am not in control of my own body. Before I even know it, my hand is wrapped around the handle to the knife. With a crunch, I rip it from her back. Though my frail body only a minute ago could barely have held the weight of my body, now I move forward quickly and sink the blade to the hilt into his upper leg. Blood flies and he screams, but I still hear nothing. I tear the blade from his leg and he collapses to his knees. Now his eyes are level with mine. With the single intact eye, he stares at me with a hatred that transcends anything I thought could be human. His hand reaches towards my neck, ready to crush the delicate bones of my throat.

But he is too late.

With all the force I can muster, I drive the knife into his throat. Pulling downwards, river of crimson run down my arms. The burning eye has gone vacant, and he falls to the floor. My hands curl through his hair, lift his head, and slam it towards the floor. Again and again and again andagainandagainandagain. The pool of blood has spread across the floor, and the pink grey flesh inside his skull has leaked out as well, and covers my hands and clothes.

Finally, the last of my strength escapes me, and I drop his shattered form to the floor. Standing unsteadily, I walk to the corner of the room and curl up again. I can see from here. I see her feeble body collapsed on the ground. She is dead yet glowing, broken yet beautiful. He is next to her, his body soaked with blood, and his head crushed beyond recognition. He no longer looks human...but he looks like what he truly is.

I am still in this room.

 Three days later, they found me, on the edge of death, watching their bodies slowly decay. My own fingers and toes had begun to rot, poisoned by that unseasonable cold. They took me out of there. They sent me to a warm place, and tried to help me, to heal me to bring me back to that world.

But my mind never left the crumbling, decrepit house, in that desolate room.

It has been thirty years since then. My body is no longer that of a child, and the world has grown around me.

But I know I am really still there. I am nothing but a broken, damaged child, sitting alone with two corpses in a cold white room.

I am no more alive than they are.

I am next.

[dork-with-a-uke]

megan (again)

(and again)(and again)(andagainandagainandagain)

[esmeraldasdream]

I just came back from watching moana... and HOLY SHIT!! It’s beatiful, the story is amazing, Li-Manuels singing is wonderful, the song are stuck once again in my head,,

some spoilers (for some who hasn’t seen it yet)

I’m in awe!! it was so colourful and i actually cried twice during the movie, when moanas (Vaiana??) grandma dies and when moana gives up the heart of ta fiti (how do you spell her name?? te fiti???) 

i’m... kida gay for te fiti, she’s so beautiful <33 like look at her! *o*

yeah...just ..... i’m in love and it was worth the almost four months of waiting for it to come to finland.. I can’t wait for it to be aviavle on the internet so i can watch it again and again andagainandagainandagain.... yeah :DD

[truelife-picturesug]

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#andagainandagainandagain #timelapse #bvb #betruelife #dortmund (hier: Lensing Druck)

[die-greta]

[die-greta]