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ً@aslovewept5 Dec 2024
you hate her because she hid the rot better. because she’s dying better.
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‍‍ ‍‍ ‍‍ 𝑏𝑜𝑟𝑟𝑜𝑤𝑒𝑑‍‍ ︎ ︎ ︎ ⌖ ︎ ︎ ︎ ᵀᴵᴹᴱ, retweeted
︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ۫︎𝕳𝖾𝖺𝗋𝗍⋯𝓑𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗄 ๋︎︎ ︎ ̵̵ͤ ̵̵ͬ ׅ@corumbrisSep 27
︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ۫︎𝕳𝖾𝖺𝗋𝗍⋯𝓑𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗄 ๋︎︎ ︎ ̵̵ͤ ̵̵ͬ ׅ@corumbrisSep 27
⠀⠀⠀⠀ 𝗡𝗢 𝗆𝖺𝗍𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝚆𝙷𝙰𝚃﹐ 𝓛ᵒ͟ᵛ͟ᵉ 𝗐𝗂𝗅𝗅 𝒩𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧 𝖻𝖾 ◌݁𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝐜𝐮𝐫𝐞﹒
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‍‍ ‍‍ ‍‍ 𝑏𝑜𝑟𝑟𝑜𝑤𝑒𝑑‍‍ ︎ ︎ ︎ ⌖ ︎ ︎ ︎ ᵀᴵᴹᴱ, retweeted
𝗙——ᴋɪɴɢ 𝑇͟𝑂͟𝑀𝙱⭒𝚈@diesaturnisSep 28
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not another word@alyxiaBewbsSep 27
my gf told me to cum and when i did she said "i didnt say simon says" and started beating me up
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‍‍ ‍‍ ‍‍ 𝑏𝑜𝑟𝑟𝑜𝑤𝑒𝑑‍‍ ︎ ︎ ︎ ⌖ ︎ ︎ ︎ ᵀᴵᴹᴱ, retweeted
‍‍ ‍‍ 𝒜ᴺᴳᴱᴸ ‍‍𝑜𝑓 ‍‍ 𝕸𝐔𝐒𝐈𝐂.@masqueruadeSep 21
ً@kreophagos7 Aug 2023
"are you an angel?" "to some."
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golden boy still shines so brightly in her memory, in her hands now. doesn't separate far enough, speaks with her lips still pressed to forehead. “ i'm sorry. i'm so sorry. i was late. i promised you i'd be there. and i'll make it up
* 𝐬𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝒎𝐞𝐥𝐨𝐝𝐲@NIGHTLYECHOSep 17
"i can't——" voice chokes within larynx, cut short by a sharp inhale. he must look so miserable. a carcass of the hopeful boy he used to be, dreams and aspirations so bright even the sun could barely compare. hold around own limbs tightens, unable to face her, ashamed.
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to you, i will–––– ” refuses to let talent die here, amidst strangers' eyes and unkept curtains, “ but i'm here now. you just have to look at me. ”
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preening under the attention, loveless as it may be. break up with me, if you want to.
𝗙——ᴋɪɴɢ 𝑇͟𝑂͟𝑀𝙱⭒𝚈@diesaturnisSep 17
unamused laugh caught between sigh, unsure of what he truly intended. unsure of where this will really go. kiss to top of head, cheek. ah, so should we stay like this, then?
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trembling palm smooths over blonde hair, cooing softly. bent at the knee, with no effort to unfurl him from where he crouches, only stopping the methodic stroking to lean forward and press her lips to the crown of hair.
* 𝐬𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝒎𝐞𝐥𝐨𝐝𝐲@NIGHTLYECHOSep 17
Replying to @NIGHTLYECHO
body crumbles to the floor, seated, with knees quickly tucked into his chest to allow sweat—coated forehead a resting place. "i ran out . . ." he mumbles, coarsely. "i ran out, willow . . ."
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“ it's okay. it's okay. you're safe here. you're safe now. and–––– you've still got time, sori. you can go out again if you want to. ”
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tilting head up, just enough to press her lips to the underside of his jaw. for the same reason you do. smartest girl you know, remember?
𝗙——ᴋɪɴɢ 𝑇͟𝑂͟𝑀𝙱⭒𝚈@diesaturnisSep 17
…why stay then?
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i said i'm not unhappy. i never said i was happy, baby.
𝗙——ᴋɪɴɢ 𝑇͟𝑂͟𝑀𝙱⭒𝚈@diesaturnisSep 17
face hidden into dark tresses, one arm looped around waist and other brushing digits along length of arm. would you be able to swear that and mean it?
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i know. i’m not unhappy. allows herself to lay, cheek against chest.
𝗙——ᴋɪɴɢ 𝑇͟𝑂͟𝑀𝙱⭒𝚈@diesaturnisSep 17
digits curling into her own, tugging closer and back down atop clothed lap. expression is mirrored, though his lips resemble more of a pout. i don’t wish to make you upset, you know? we were happy once.
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stay away from my boyfriend.
𝐯𝜇͟𝑙͟𝜏͟𝜇͟𝑟͟𝜀 𝔬𝔣 ⚞𝖜𝐚𝐫⚟@tempusamantisSep 17
i figured. i don't really know what to say. because i am sorry, but not sorry enough to stop.
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lips curl downward into a frown, though her jeans are dropped in favour of cold hand meeting his. i don’t … really mean to be. what does it matter, anyway?
𝗙——ᴋɪɴɢ 𝑇͟𝑂͟𝑀𝙱⭒𝚈@diesaturnisSep 17
gaze at discarded fabric, then lover. arm extended out in her direction instead, palm open. you’re the smartest girl i know. you seem miserable all the time, willow.
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eye roll. you think i’m an idiot. i just what? boxers tossed halfheartedly on top of duvet.
𝗙——ᴋɪɴɢ 𝑇͟𝑂͟𝑀𝙱⭒𝚈@diesaturnisSep 17
no attempt to stand from a bed that isn’t his own, lower lip taken between teeth, nose scrunch up while shaking head. nah, don’t really think he even wants anything. you just…
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fumbling around, attempting to find discarded jeans. ah, there’s her underwear. idle shrug. is this because of sieun?
𝗙——ᴋɪɴɢ 𝑇͟𝑂͟𝑀𝙱⭒𝚈@diesaturnisSep 17
blanket draped atop lower half, hair pushed backwards with a huff. what’s the point in it? keeping on with this?
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visible deflate, placing them into hold. thank you. i’ll be gone by morning, i just … didn’t wanna sleep there tonight. and i’m sorry.
ً@erotictraumasSep 17
a glance to the twizzlers. … eyes visibly softening, extending a hand.
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tugging bra strap up shoulder, glancing back over it. you want to?
𝗙——ᴋɪɴɢ 𝑇͟𝑂͟𝑀𝙱⭒𝚈@diesaturnisSep 17
don’t you think it’s time we stop this, @primourdial?
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it kicks her into motion, brings her back to earth; forgets the burning in thighs, the resentment in throat, expression entirely warping into serenity. nods once, barely twice, staying calm amidst his lack thereof, only betrayed by her
* 𝐬𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝒎𝐞𝐥𝐨𝐝𝐲@NIGHTLYECHOSep 17
Replying to @NIGHTLYECHO
he shakes his head weakly, almost crumbles to the ground had he not reached for her arm in time. "backpack——" he manages to breathe out amidst own pants. "pills——"
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trembling hands. unzips his bag, follows the steps she’s done a thousand times before. back pocket, pills, uncapped, just as bottle of water is, tapping two into palm and holding them out.
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“ here you go, baby. ” the other bringing water closer, “ i’ve got you. ”
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