spookyโฅ i keep losing track of mystiques acc bc her icon isnt fucking BLUE anymore kms ๐ญ
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how do you live, without a name, without an idea of yourself to cling to? do you even see yourself, dripping with red as you are, when you catch a glimpse of what might be you in the mirror? do you see a knife? just skin and bones and meat? or a silhouette of nothing at all?
A pair of thick sunglasses is pushed higher onto the pale-peachy complexion; eyeing the small figure out the windowโ perched upon rooftops. Blatantly obvious for anyone with half a mind to look up.. but that was hard to come by with the rabble she was blended into. The 'blonde' slips away from
A leap โ- the right hand extends, ๐๐๐๐๐, so do the claws. Dragging into the roof heโs on, carving across the slide himself back closer into position. Sniff. Sniff. โWhere yโgoing, blue?โ He whispers to himself. She must know, sheโs as good as anyone. She knows heโs here.
you want a dream girl.แฃ then go to sleep and have a nightmare.
spookyโฅ I'm fucking being forced to take a week off in a stupid boot and they're reviewing xrays too Im gonna tweAK
spookyโฅ Omw to the drs rn, I'll update y'all soon
spookyโฅ I cant winโ Already updated my circle but. State wide power outtage since yesterday. Went into work to toss freezer shit we have to take a total loss on.. assholes tore it open and left a mess and guess who slipped in it and broke their foot/toes? Thats right, the person in a health flare
spookyโฅ I cant winโ Already updated my circle but. State wide power outtage since yesterday. Went into work to toss freezer shit we have to take a total loss on.. assholes tore it open and left a mess and guess who slipped in it and broke their foot/toes? Thats right, the person in a health flare
spookyโฅ Body is trying to kill me, but three days off lined up after today. Moms bday tomorrow so we'll see what I get up to
"Organization has never been their strong suit. That one is my least favorite Summers' brother to begin with."
"I am truly amazed at how disorganized all of this is. The filing system does not make sense."
... Muttering 'stingy bitch' under her breath.
A gaze subtly shifts beneath a dark pair of sunglasses; catching a figure moving from rooftop to rooftop in her peripheral.. Smart. Keeping his distanceโ brownie points for that. The head of blonde hair dipped down; turning on a heel and heading into the closest busy shop, filled with murmurs and
Like a small strut in their walk, one that oozes a certain confidence not many would dare to have. And suddenly a blonde walks a lot like someone who knew a thing or two about killing. . He's moving now, roof to roof, gotta keep her close.
"Give it up for day number two."
"This all turned out better than I expected.."
"Fuck I gave him confidence. He'll be writing about this in his diary.."
"I've eaten a man. In a sense."
"Dear gods he's in la-la-land..." Opens a window and throws a shoe at herโ "You're freaking out the locals, dear."
Oh GROSS... That face he has is giving her the heebies... Back to being mean to Wade; "A smurf joke? Thats the best you have? You pike your nose in and your retort is haha you're blue? Well heres one, haha you have cancer."
"You're the one being a worse nuisance than I; at least Scotty boy has a chance here if he ever gets passed his ... lets just call it a string of bad luckโ or marriages."
"Whats sad is watching your relationships fail one after another because your 'I don't deserve nice things' complex."
you don't need a diagnosis to know you're incurable. you've had the same, rotten taste in your mouth since you were seven, and it speaks all the words that a prescription can't. you'll never get better. you can only grow worse.
Fucking asshole shit fuck. Fucking motherfucking piece of fucking piece of shit fuck you.
"Its sad watching up operate behind a mask, Wade."
"Personal affairs are always my businessโ quite literally. But no vendetta, no business this time, just pleasure. Those rose glasses come with the rosey scent too or are you just ignoring that part?"
"Quiet down you, you're in the same boat except he doesnt have the existential dread and feel dead inside."
Flips around the book to expose nothing more than a cookbook, the page turned to how to bake a blackberry tart. "Return what, Mister S.S. Summers? The S.S. stands for super straight ."