❣️💥undyingMistakes🗡️✨

please dont

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yeah, you meant well, but that doesn't mean that it wasn't traumatic.

HAVING BEEF WITH YOUR PARENTS INSTILLS A HEALTHY SENSE OF FIGHTING SPIRIT AND COMPETITION

I FIGHT POPS ALL THE TIME AND ITS THE BEST BONDING EXPERIENCES WE HAVE! I EVEN KNOCKED OUT HIS TOOTH ONCE!
AH YOUTH... 💥

Cold? Sure I am, but I can’t help but be.

LIES AND SLANDER I DONT GET SAD ABOUT ANYTHING EVER FUCK YOU FUCK OFF AND DIE 💥

she was sad cause our friends and family arent here so she spent the whole holiday sulking and eating candy

✨Calcifer

LOOK LOOK LOOK,
I AM AWARE I MISSED HALLOWEEN, A CRIME WHICH I WILL TAKE TO MY GRAVE
HOWEVER, I HAVE A GOOD REASON!

...

THAT I DONT HAVE TO SHARE! 💥 <--EMBER

i miss a life i never had, the everything i could've been
i hope they never have to understand the kind of pain i'm in.

(( OOC: ))

CONTRARY TO POPULAR BELIEF I DONT LIKE BEING YELLED AT WHEN I WANNA KNOW SOMETHING
BUT FINE
WHATEVER 💥

JESUS FINE FUCK ME FOR TRYING TO UNDERSTAND PEOPLE LESSON LEARNED
DIDNT KNOW ABOUT THE SCREAMING DEAD PEOPLE PART
MAKES SENSE I GUESS
I MEAN IT DOESNT BUT I DONT REALLY CARE ANYMORE 💥

'Til I'm bloody and bruised. 'Til I've broken my bones.
'Til I won't be abused. 'Til I'm laughing alone.

i'm tired when i wake up, when i'm opening my eyes.
when i'm not feeling low, i get tired out by the highs.
i'm tired when I go out, when i'm trying to exist
but if i don't, i get tired thinking about the things i missed.

TAKE YOUR OLDER SIBLING'S HAND-ME-DOWN JACKET AND RE-STYLE IT,
RE-FASHION IT TO THE POINT WHERE IT BECOMES YOUR OWN.
THE ONLY THING YOU CAN DO THAT WILL DAMAGE IT IS NOT CHANGE IT, NOT MAKE IT YOUR OWN.
THEN IT DIES.
THEN IT'S OVER.
THEN IT'S DONE.

Don’t meet your idols.
...don’t tell me I’m your idol.

I'VE GOT A GUN IN MY HAND BUT THAT GUN WON'T COCK MY FINGER'S ON THE TRIGGER BUT THAT TRIGGER SEEMS LOCKED

Choke, tried to wash you down with somethin' strong.
Tried, but the taste of blood remains.

Its name I hate to call it likes to say it's nothing.
It lives and breathes and it insists that it is something.
It never likes to speak or run or walk or breathe or eat.
Instead it creeps at night and sneaks on in and festers while you sleep.

It's really not a competition. I just got an affinity for winning and a penchant for grinning.

honk.
HONK.
honk.
HONK.

I’M NOT CONVINCED THAT I AM-
JUST THAT I THINK.

How is it? The taste of despair?

LIKE
YKNOW
THE WHOLE WANTIN TO DIE THING
THOUGHT THAT WAS LIKE
SOMETHING THAT PEOPLE USUALLY DONT WANT? 💥

I won't hesitate to kill my HEART and MIND.

OK SO I KNOW IM GONNA REGRET ASKING AND I DONT REALLY CARE BUT

LIKE

WHAT? 💥

EW 💥

And you know what? Until that happens, I want to hope again. And I want it to hurt. Because that means that it meant something... that I am something, at least.

YOU'D BETTER TO PRAY TO GOD THAT OUR PATHS DO NOT COLLIDE.

I feel so unclean. I feel the evil in me. I try so hard to be good, to be someone worth seeing.