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@catgodoftonga
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When we are together I donât care where I am as long as Iâm with you. Iâve never been happier. You make my day. Send me pictures of your adventures and love me with saying a word. You except me for who I am now and not who I was.
Based on a real-life story by Paul Elam.
I am wrong. Always have been, always will be. My journal entries serve as proof of this declaration. For now, I will continue to count the droplets of water produced by the looming ice stalactiteâsoon it will break apart and impale me.
Did you hear that? The blizzard stopped!
The flow of...
Thunderous vibrations shook the temple walls, bestial chattering of ill-intent; I remember that evening well, the night Ultadan and Meladaris vanished.
I remember watching as Zack was struck by the magnataurâs war club, the crunch of his figure eroding the pillars of the sanctum.
I remember Meladarisâ silhouette dashing from the archways of the holy ground, doubting his cowardice, unable to catch his intentions.
I remember the snobolds, their insatiable lust for material possession, the magnataurâs assault on the temple a ruse to breach the sanctumâs walls, to pillage and raid.
I didnât remember Ultadan at all that night. I wish I did, but I donât. I care to not tread into thoughts of in what decrepit hole he sank into, my heart could not bear it.
Why must people so weak? You let yourself get upset over what someone else said! It has never made any sense to me why you care what others think of you. Grow a spine people stop letting yourself get worked over nothing. It is pathetic, you shouldn't even care about the way I degrade you for being weak willed.
SAISON CARD CM
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Malus darkbale
With hate, all things are possible
Malus Darkblade (via snoregasm)
Words to live by.
What we face now isnât calamity, but opportunity, if we have but the will to seize it.â
Malus Darkblade - Reaper of Souls (via pennedwin)