stargazer's journey

as long as my legs will move, as long as i can inhale and exhale — i'll believe in tomorrow

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woolfskin​

    “MAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAASH!” Jumps on top of her.

❛ ?!   what on ea —   ❜   thankfully she doesn’t fall.

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she’s trying to comprehend what just happened.

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averagetm​:

            she would like  …  hugs   …  but won’t be admitting to it.

inches towards .. she won’t do it unless there’s consent. 

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liedream​

     Hmm? Me having involvement in this? Not a single idea of what you are meaning.

senpai said to do this if we saw you [ sprays with water ]

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if you’re not nice to the knights, mash will be disappointed in you

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who gave her a gun

[anime-wallpapers-world-deactiva]

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chaldrange​:

one day i’m going to go feral and you’re all going to regret it.

[ hugs the senpai ]

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woolfskin​:

    “Come on, Mash! Let’s get outta here.” He extends a gloved hand. “Let’s run away together!” @demishield​

❛  but there’s nowhere to run away to? i don’t understand. ❜

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theuniversalwoman​

“It’s not a big deal Mash, just don’t listen to what people say on this subject, alright? Just be happy on your own.”

❛  is this one of those topics that varies from person to person?  senpai seems pretty riled up about it, but i don’t understand it. ❜

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@chaldrange​     mash we're gonna find you a boyfriend

a boyfriend? like, a friend that’s a boy? i have a few of those.

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sneezes.

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shield doubles as shovel ..  interesting.

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me earlier: i won’t invest in anyone that isn’t summer anya me, with corday on the brink of final ascension: so that was a fucking lie.

[metamorphesque]

― Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath

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woolfskin​:

𝒹𝒾𝓋𝒾𝓃𝑒 𝓁𝒶𝓋𝑒𝓃𝒹𝑒𝓇     //  @demishield​

    “These are called Impatiens. They get their name due to the nature of their seed pods; they practically burst open once they’re ripe.” His finger brushes along the soft back of her palm, as he hands her a small clay pot the color of brick. He talks of Impatiens, but there doesn’t seem to be anything inside save for fresh soil with hints of quartz. “I’ve already planted the seeds so don’t fret if you can’t see them just yet. Even this stubborn flower requires both patience and nurture to grow into something beautiful.” He looks to her with heavy-lidded eyes; how tempting it is to pry apart her wonderful butterfly ribs and burrow inside of them. If he could, he would be sure to never wake again. “I choose this plant in particular because they remind me of the color of your hair. ‘Divine lavender’, they’re sometimes called.” Careful, carefully, he reaches an arm around her neck and coils a strand of the same lavender along his pointer finger.

flowers.  this was going to bloom into a genuine flower. the thought of it genuinely amazed her, she’s never seen one from beginning to the exposure, it makes her curious, it makes her wonder. it feels as if in her hands hold a genuine beginning, a life in of itself. is this what creation feels like? her attention is so drawn to this plant that’s yet to unravel itself from the coil of seed that she doesn’t notice his gestures, they don’t register in a way that makes her recoil.   ❛ can it really bloom in a place like this? ❜ her first query, eyes darting upwards slowly to meet his gaze but her posture of leaning slightly over the pot does not change.   ❛  ..i want to see how it looks when it blooms. ❜  impatience riddles her tone for once, a sensation of she wants to see this beautiful life now in all its glory.

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what classical music piece are you?

Peer Grynt - Morning

To you, a simple life with small pleasures is best. Unlike the other songs, you do not desire sharp sophistication, but a life where you can be satisfied in your own work and the wonders of the natural world around you. It invigorates you to follow your own path in life. The American Romanticists have the same humble and independent disposition as you.