@Mojack group
I don’t want them to share anything with me. I want to leave.
I don’t want them to share anything with me. I want to leave.
Tears swelled in his eyes as he gazed into hers for the last time.
I’m pretty sure there’s a law against this. Not legally, but like, I’m pretty sure if God is watching right now he’s not happy about what I’m doing.
((dom theres a guideline for how much you can share))
(Valid.)
((it was very nice writing though lmao))
"It's made me realise how genuinely unnecessary my presence is there. I don't contribute anything, they don't see me as a friend. I'm nothing to them, when to me they are the ones who give me a purpose." I sat back in my chair, staring at the words I had written, and before I knew it I had thrown the pen onto the desk, and streams of tears fell from my eyes—I didn't even bother to hide them.
(Thanks Lol)
After they got done talking the avengers were quiet and didn’t say anything which is a first for Tony.
And when I was finished, they all stared like I had just fallen out of the sky, which I suppose I just had.
Gentaro dives, talons presented, and Devi raises their sword, bracing for impact.
She smiled through her hair, which had somehow fallen down from the tight bun she always wore, blood creeping from one corner of her mouth.
She left him on his knees, a single message of scintillating black stars left in her wake. No one mourns the wicked.
Sometimes I sort of scare myself.
"Without thinking, I ripped myself away from the soldier and ran."
Love was something Ark had experienced only once in his life. And quite frankly, it was not worth it in the end.
Samuel stepped out of the alley, pulling his jacket tighter against the cold, just as a knife flew through the air and tore into his thigh.
"I didn't mean that." said Columbine quietly. "I just meant he didn't have to worry about it."
"Say it to me, and I'll leave this life behind me." his voice broke as he looked up at Miki with tears streaming down his cheeks. "Say it if it's worth saving me."
He could only hope that she would remain oblivious to his worries, if only so that she could have a childhood before being stripped of her emotions and identity in only ten years.
The barouche took off with a jolt, thrusting Adeline backwards.
( Don't mind me.)
"I've committed a sin worthy of death."
"Then Die."
Dying isn’t easy.
"You can either quit whining or quit this job."
Reaching under his bed, he hunted for the tarnished, silver headpiece he’d found (and maybe stolen) a while back.
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