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does anyone want a theme or some icons????

#hmu if u do tbh #im bored af #( ;; eat ur greens ;; )

hi i am here and i will be working on a new theme and trying to do the starters i owe.

#maybe new icons tbh #( ;; eat ur greens ;; )

enchcnt

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enchcnt:

sometimes, we cannot stop the DARKNESS which grows within us. it grips our HEARTS and intoxicates our minds. and before we know it, we are BLIND with hate — — and the ever growing need to TEAR our skin APART.

#( self promo. )#i worked rlly hard for this u guys

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Mood Board Meme:

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Send me ☆ for a mood board of just your muse.

Send me ☾ for a mood board of our muses relationship.

Send me ❀ for a mood board of our mun to mun relationship.

Send me ☠ for a mood board representing a pre-established relationship between our muses that have never interacted.

send me (╹◡╹)凸 and i’ll make a moodboard for our muses relationship.

mxtari

“You fight. You fight it. And you don't give up. And then one day, you just change. We all change.”

#mxtari #c r i e s

lea-sarfatixx:

send me (╹◡╹)凸 and i’ll make a moodboard for our muses relationship.

bcddreams:

oh uh like for a starter

mxtari

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mxtari:

*screeches*

I’ve had Carol for nearly a year and a half and my activity has been a little more than lax lately, and you’ve no idea how much i appreciate not only my new followers in the last couple of weeks but also you wonderful people who have stuck with me through the sporadic activity <3 i am so grateful to you all.

fabulous patooties <3 even if i don’t write with u, i’m sat here cooing over your writing from afar i assure u u3u

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#( ;; eat ur greens ;; )#omg thank you so much???????

bcddreams:

basically what i’ll be doing today;

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new theme

new icons

new tags

starters

reblog some angst shit smh

make this blog better pls

angstmemes

rescued/escaped hostage starter sentences

“Calm down, calm down. It’s me! You’re not where you think you are, you’re safe with me at home.” “You need to snap out of it, it’s a flashback. Nobody is going to hurt you anymore, trust me!” “Help! I need help! Call the police, please. Help me! Don’t let him/her find me! I escaped, but he/she’s after me!” “Listen, listen. You are going to be okay. He/she is locked away for good, alright?” ”It’s a very strange idea that someone will spend the rest of their life in prison because of what they did to me.” ”I don’t want her/him to go to prison. She/he did it because she/he loved me.” “Can you please tell me what happened while you were… gone?” ”I never stopped thinking about you.” ”The police told me it would be best to assume you were dead, because of what might be happening to you otherwise… But I could never convince myself.” “We kept your bedroom the way it always was… I understand if you’d want it changed, but I want you to know that we never lost hope that you’d come back home.” “Is that– Is that really you? Oh my god! I can’t believe it’s you!” “How do you feel after your first night home?” “The police will need to ask you about what happened… but maybe you want to tell us first? You haven’t said a thing since we got you back!” “We have imagined the worst things that could have happened to you. Please just tell us so we can try to move on and help you.” “Shh, it was a nightmare. You’re in your own bedroom.” “If you want to start living your old life, you’re going to have to start putting what happened to you behind you.” “I can never be who I used to be! I was gone for years! And you expect me to go through some therapy and have my old life back?! That’s never going to happen!” ”Were you scared all the time? Or… or did you get used to it?” ”I’m not even sure what I’d rather hear, that you were always afraid or that you actually liked it there.” “Nothing happened. I just ran away. I was sick of being here. I just made it up to sound interesting.” “Will you please come out of your bedroom… I know you’re probably not comfortable with the amount of space after what you’re used to, but please try…” “I’m here for you. I’ll keep you safe. I’m not going to lose you a second time.” “Shh, it’s okay! It’s normal to have flashbacks, but you have to try to focus on me now.” “You can’t go back there! Are you insane? Why do you want to?!”

fortexmadre ;;

no longer were they on the run. this place had become — stable? was that even possible to have now in this world? or would it all be taken away from them sooner than expected? hand on one of the rails, a sigh escaped from between her lips. surviving was all she wanted for her daughter & for all the children who were now calling this prison home. they deserved as much, but it was a dream long from coming true.

this world would spoil each & every one of them. take away what little innocence they had left, replace it with fear or perhaps anger for those who could no longer protect them. her heart ached for every single one of them, as it did for her own two children. before she could allow herself to be consumed even more by the thoughts that plagued her, an unfamiliar touch brought the brunette woman back to reality.

glancing behind her, a smile rose from the edges of her lips at the soft voice speaking. she recognized the face, she had a younger sister who roamed alongside her quite frequently. nodding slowly, lori crouched down beside lizzie as their eyes met for a moment.

❝ what’s on your mind, sweetheart? everythin’ alright? ❞

her sister had made friends since arriving here, and she wasn’t jealous, she quite enjoyed the loneliness. but she never could make friends, they didn’t understand the way she thought. they thought it was all just a game, but it wasn’t, at least not to her.

she wanted to understand everything, she really did, but a part of her couldn’t. it’s like she couldn't except the fact that the dead were walking. the only possible answer was that they were alive. and they were sick. they needed help, but they kept killing them.

lizzie gives her the kindest smile she could, hoping that maybe miss grimes would understand her thoughts, or maybe agree with them. she was ricks wife, though, and he did used to be the leader. now he tends to the gardens, which only confuses lizzie even more.

as she speaks, it quite and timid, eyes wide and curious.

“i was just wonderin’, miss, about the ---- walkers? i don’t really ---- are they ill?”

#fortexmadre #╳┆v; not dead just different. ( main. )