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ᅠᅠᅠᵀᵂᴼ ᅠᅠ𝓗 𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘥 ᅠᅠᏟᎪᏞҒ. (@M0RTUUSS) profile picture

ㅤ˗ˏˋ ✞ ˎˊ˗ㅤㅤbecause ㅤit'sㅤ 𝑚𝑦 ㅤ𝑔𝑢𝑖𝑙𝑡 ;ㅤmake ㅤ𝑚𝑦 ㅤ𝑐ℎ𝑒𝑠𝑡 ㅤㅤ𝒉𝒖𝒓𝒕 ㅤㅤwith ㅤㅤREGRET,ㅤㅤ forgeㅤ yourㅤ 𝑝𝑢𝑛𝑖𝑠ℎ𝑚𝑒𝑛𝑡, ㅤㅤ&ㅤㅤ digㅤ itㅤㅤ 𝒅𝒆𝒆𝒑. ㅤㅤ

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I ㅤ 𝑠𝑝𝑙𝑖𝑡, ㅤㅤㅤㅤthe ㅤribcageㅤㅤ clean;ㅤㅤㅤㅤ𝒉andsㅤㅤㅤ 𝑏𝑎𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔 ㅤinㅤㅤ 𝑟𝑒𝑑ㅤㅤㅤㅤℎ𝑒𝑎𝑡. ㅤㅤㅤㅤ I swallowㅤ the ㅤㅤmuscleㅤㅤㅤ whole,ㅤㅤ 𖬺 ㅤfeelㅤyourㅤㅤㅤㅤ 𝑟ℎ𝑦𝑡ℎ𝑚ㅤㅤㅤbecomeㅤㅤ my ㅤㅤ𝑜𝑤𝑛. [ ... ]
Oh, ㅤ she ㅤㅤㅤㅤweeps. ㅤ𝓕or ㅤㅤ meㅤㅤㅤㅤ𖬺ㅤㅤㅤ for ㅤㅤmyㅤㅤㅤㅤ𝓢 𝑖𝑛𝑠ㅤㅤㅤoh, 𝑀other,ㅤ forgive me, ㅤ oh, ㅤㅤ𝐹atherㅤㅤㅤ 𝓵𝓸𝓿𝓮 𝓶𝓮. ㅤ [ ... ]
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ᅠᅠᅠᅠShe is freezing. Isn't it so cold today? God. She is preparing hot chocolate.
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ᅠᅠᅠᵀᵂᴼ ᅠᅠ𝓗 𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘥 ᅠᅠᏟᎪᏞҒ. retweeted
Thomas Kennington, British. Painting- Pandora. 1908. Detail.
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She followed, and stood up, watching him. The details were still missing——--of how he had killed that man, of how he had ended up here. She wouldn't ask, for, she might need his help in the future. And she watched closely. 〝 As you wish. My door is open, and »
His head tilted, uncertain because judging by her calm tone and steady posture he was not sure if she he was joking or asking a serious question. He knew he couldn’t be fully trusted here. She knew he’d killed someone.
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ᅠᅠas I told you, there's room in the couch, if you need a place for the night. 〞 Hands clamped on her front, as she let that matter for him to decide. She wouldn't force him to stay.
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〝 Bless me—.ᐣ 〞 She wasn't able to finish the answer when she felt his finger tracing that long, steady line from her lips to her lower stomach. His blood was different, she already knew that. She had tasted it. And she tasted it again, licking her lip. »
❝ I 'm going , to bless you . ❝ dark eyes , for half a moment , he was looking at the blood , escaping own skin . it was darker , than that of a human , even seemed thicker . and it was definitely , burning hotter . the blade , he :
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those irises trembling, fixed on him, and her hands, clutched at his thighs. 〝 That's not a blessing. 〞 She whispered——-- of course, she was thinking of the common Christian blessing, and her voice almost cracked when she said it.
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Her skin pricked, the cleanest form of pale flesh after that shower now tainted with red.
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ᅠᅠᅠᅠ ᅠᅠ˙˙You˙˙ ᅠᅠbring ᅠᅠ𝔡𝔞𝔯𝔨𝔫𝔢𝔰𝔰,ᅠᅠ 𖬺 ᅠᅠitᅠᅠ is ᅠᅠ˚𝔫𝔦𝔤𝔥𝔱 ;ᅠᅠinᅠᅠ it ᅠᅠevery ᅠᅠ܀⊹𝐛𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐭 ᅠᅠof ᅠᅠthe ᅠᅠ𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘵 ᅠᅠ𝔠𝔯𝔢𝔢𝔭𝔰.ᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠ
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ᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠ𖤐ᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠ
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ᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠ𖤐
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wait- 🥹🥹🥹
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Mama
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mama, look, i can be good⎯⎯⎯i can be anything you want. take me apart &. put me back together. i'll be good, i promise. mama, love me. why won't you love me.
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Two eyes, filled with sadness and the colour of hazelnuts, settled on the priest, who did not look at her with disappointment. Instead, they seemed to offer her genuine love, true concern. All she did was nod and extend her legs. They were covered in fresh bruises,
even in the state she was in , she was exhausting her muscles , to keep her up , in an position he only was able to describe as uncomfortable . it made him wonder , what more had happened in that house she had fled , and how no one :
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She was freezing, only now beginning to warm up, even as she continued to shiver. And as she watched Aurelio kneeling before her, preparing to clean her, even when she was in such a pitiful state, she thought that although the night had been dark, a dawn would come.
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`` You can't call my parents. You can't. Please. I beg you, Father. ´´ She repeated, her voice barely a whisper, her lips trembling, dried blood upon them.
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