exit wound

I don’t know how to chart the feelings underneath my skin I wonder how we learn to talk about aching when all of us speak with different tongues sharp and stabbing and dull and throbbing hoping that someone can translate our pain back to us August Taylor Thorne ex united states marine

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If someone were to get angry with you, what do you think would be the reason?

❛  God, fuck if I know. Maybe for being too protective.  ❜

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What's your best childhood memory?

❛  There was this Christmas... it was the only one I could remember when we were all together.  Just my mom, dad and me... I got a bike, and spend the entire afternoon trying to cycle through the snow around the base - ended up getting frostbite on my fingers because I forgot to wear gloves. ❜

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have you ever been in love?

❛  Believe is or not, I was engaged. But shit doesn’t last, and they didn’t like who I was when I got back home.. You can guess the rest of what happened.  ❜

[whenrpmemesattack]

Every “💣” I get my muse will admit something they never wanted to tell to your muse

[heyitsme-z-deactivated20170804]

honesty hour 👀 anon or not I have to answer

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fallon.

Fallon flinched as the words left his mouth, “GOD! August?!” She pretended to make vomit noises as she processed everything going on. “Wait, why did you dislike him? He’s a good guy, Gussy…” She wrapped her arm with his. Granted he was her big brother, and Harper was her boyfriend at the time, meaning he was entitled to that opinion, she still didn’t really understand.

       ❛  I don’t dislike him... Well, i don’t now. But back then - I don’t know, everyone but you, Kiera and dad... I couldn’t stand them. ❜  Everyone else’s lives and struggles had stood out to be so trivial when he’d gotten home, so much of his time spent in listless, sleepless silence. Until Fallon had awoke him from a sleep he never knew he’d fallen into. Through his sharp smile, tThe train of thought pales the light blush which stood on his cheekbones, and he wraps an arm around Fallon and brings her close to speak into her hair. ❛  Did I ever thank you for then? because I owe you... a lot. Probably my life even. ❜

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harper.

Harper always tried to come friends with August, yet Harper could never say the right words, like this very moment. For once Harper was lost for words, only finding himself being able to nod at August’s statement. After a minute of silence hung over the two, Harper ran his fingers through his hair, trying to even summarize his life in the past couple of years. “Went to UMass, left UMass and now here being a shitty bartender.” He shrugged, trying to ignore the past that seemed to haunt him. “And you? What have you been up too?”

      It’s the perspective of time that tells August, that the way he’d treated Harper those years ago was far from fair. But then, he’d been bitter and hollow himself - staring down the barrel of a gun which was the haunt of his memories. So he pushes through, presses together a smile and plays it nice. ❛  So clearly UMass didn’t work out.  ❜  the question is rhetorical, and it’s curiosity not judgement in his tone.    ❛  Me.... I’ve been getting my shit together. Got a job now, my own place... a dog too. I’m practically a real boy.  ❜

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keira.

“I just want to know what happened. I thought working as a social worker will push that away because I would be helping kids like me, but instead it just makes me think of even more questions.” Keira sighed as she ran her hand through her hair. “Maybe in some way I can get their file. That’s all I want. Just see what happened.”

❛  Or it could make everything worse.  ❜ His eyes are wide and far to tired for his youth, empathy lacing his voice.  ❛  It’s a deep, dark hole to go down without a torch, Kiera. And once you take a step that way, there’s going to be no way to go back. Perhaps leaving those memories, those thoughts, buried - would be best for you.  ❜

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isaac.

“Is that what they drill into you in the Marines – never let your guard down?” Isaac’s brows raised, half-curious and half-teasing at this point. He had a longtime friend who’d gone into the Army, but the military had never been within his own realm of interests. It was mess, dangerous, and rather illogical if he was being asked for his serious opinion. Right now, though, he wasn’t, so Isaac kept things light. Or, at least, as much as he could manage as he listened to the other. “Really?” His head tipped, shoulders lifting in a dismissive shrug. “Personally, I’d assume it’d be the other way around. For a one night stand, all that really matters is that you’ve got a dick, it works, and both parties involved are interested. Bam – one night love connection.”

❛  Something like that.  ❜  he deadpans, finding it best not to explain the complexity of his wounds - both physical and psychological to a near stranger. Much as a one night stand sounded amazing in theory, the idea of bringing someone strange and unfamiliar into his home - to see the mess of his scars - to know the judgement there... it was more effort than the sex was worth.    ❛  Maybe, or they’re all looking for something to tell their friends about that one time they screwed a one -legged man. it’d make a great opener for stand-up.  ❜

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stella.

“Right…” Stella nodded. Honestly it was pretty hilarious that he managed to blow this out of proportion. “We get it, you are politically correct. Congrats, do you want a gold star for that?”

❛  I’d love to be left alone to enjoy my coffee. ❜ he replies, tapping a thumb onto the track pad of his laptop and hardly even flicking his gaze back over to her from where he’s staring with boredom at the screen. 

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stella.

“Do you really think I am gonna pay?” Stella scoffed, shaking her head. “You are really delusional, aren’t you?”

❛   Extraordinary, using a legitimate mental disability to insult me is very small-minded of you. ❜ August raises a brow at the girl, stretching out his legs to make a show of getting more comfortable in the chair which is apparently ‘hers’.

[jemcarstairz]

We need more time.

       You’re grasping at straws now?

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stella.

“Move or I’ll spill my coffee on your precious laptop, Mr. Robot.”

❛   Go ahead, but I’ll bill you for the expenses. ❜ he’s dealt with too much in his life to give into the ridiculous threats of a self-important girl, and his bored gaze to her shows as much.

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stella.

“You’re in my favorite spot.” Her fingers drummed on the table. “So that means move.”

❛   Yeah - I’m not doing that. ❜ August  replies, not even look up from his laptop..

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fallon.

Fallon giggled, “Definitely perfectly suited, August.” She patted the man on the back and smiled up at him. “You’re my favorite brother Gussy, thank you again very very much.” Leaning up on her tiptoes, she kissed the man on the cheek. She moved to the bike to push it into the garage, listening as he ‘confessed’ to her. As she turned to face him, her jaw was on the floor, “You’re full of shit… You did not… Did you? When?!”

        ❛  Unless you’ve got some other brother hidden away, I don’t think that’s quite the compliment I want it to be. ❜  Shifting to follow Fallon, the sunlight glints from his exposed prosthetic leg and draws a few looks from a group of party goers who make to walk past the siblings. ❛  Now, Fal, why would I lie about this? Much as I disliked the guy, it doesn’t stop me from appreciating what he’s got - don’t quote me on that, or I’ll disown you. ❜

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☆ + biggest regret?

❛  I didn’t fight hard enough to keep him in my life, instead he slipped through my fingers like sand. There had to have been something --- anything, I could have done to keep him around. Instead of shutting down and stopping him from seeing the mess I’d become. ❜