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why is everyone a sinner when we're all the same ? right ? wrong ? get it ? no. does it make sense ? no. mom, don't worry about a thing ( don't worry bout me ) i'm not the problem, i'm the solution to the problem ( yes, i'm me ) i can feel the power, i can reset the inspiration. ( divina commedia ) gone. i'm numb. i'm numb. yea, i am.

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[mooniish]

@heartdecays

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[heartdecays]

robbie      /      bodysmiles.

           never did robbie take a life without reason  ;  that wasn’t his thing, but there wasn’t a single part of him didn’t ENJOY the sense of power that came from watching colour drain from begging lips by his own hands. his excused his own behaviour often,  ——  decided that by killing criminals  &  other deadbeat members of society he was doing his part for the world, was indirectly improving the justice system  (  despite being a detective by day, he LOATHED the judiciary  ),  but here hyeona was  ;  merciless in her actions towards man he didn’t expect to live for much longer.   “  some dick got away from a case i was on. i wanted to make him pay, the bag of bones YOU keep playing with  ?  had the information.  ”   he can’t help but be intrigued by the lack of care that radiated from her bright hair, though now wasn’t the time to act on that  ;  her final sentence pulling a sly smirk onto his face.   “  well aren’t you just a fucking saint.  ”   ——–   “  ever burned down a building, baby ? torched flesh will be your reward. newest fragrance on the high streets, i heard.  ”

          ‘  did i ruin all your work  ?  it was an  accident,  baby.  you know i’d  never  do that on purpose           i can be  so  clumsy sometimes.   ’  venom-coated  white lie  passes through parted brims  &  she’s sinking down to her knees, torso leaning over the  soon to be  lifeless body.  there’s a  pocketknife  in hand         one she vows to use in the most  critical  of situations.  thinks circumstances call for such as blade is met with the stranger’s neck, pausing only to face robbie.   ‘   well he’s  useless  now.  might as well finish him off before the fucking wakes up seeking  revenge.   ’  impulsive  &  reckless,  she’s making crevices to pale skin,  waiting in  anticipation  for droplets of blood.   ‘  just say the word and all this can be over with.  besides, how much was his information worth for you to wanna  kill  him  ?   ’  tone is laced with  genuine  curiosity  ;  the idea that she’d never  fully  understand his motives is enough to keep her attention captive.  thumb brushes over stranger’s wounds,  collecting residual blood from his skin before placing the tip of her finger against her tongue.   ‘  if you don’t want me to snitch,  talk.  unless you wanna teach me to commit  arson   ?  ’

[heartdecays]

kyu      /      bodysmiles.

             "  if you’re hurting, that’s on you. who trusts loyalty these days.. ”  he might have felt sick in that moment, noticed the way that her words seemed to s h a k e  ;  matched the way the tears decorated her eyes, water visible just below pupils that practically saw right through him,  ——  but that wasn’t how the male worked. never did he allow himself to look w e a k, to seem to care  (  he did, more than most, he’s always hated that about himself  ).  thoughts pause as she removes the space between, low chuckle being his only reaction to the h a r s h placed shove, seeing her so riled up was rather thrilling,  ——  he’d cause that, it gave me a strange sense of power. control, even if just for a few seconds. her words cause his heart to g l i t c h for just a moment, eyes closing as the truth smacks him right in the mouth, though his expression shows no emotion that isn’t raw amusement. “ maybe. or maybe you won’t leave me ‘cause you know that there’s n o t h i n g else out there for you. ‘least you get a good fuck & an argument a day to keep you busy, right  ?  ”  hand rises to quickly envelop her much smaller one in its grip, excessive strength taking advantage of her compact size to pull her closer  ;  lips moving forward to whisper in her ear,  “  d o u b t  that, princess. don’t think she’s in the market for a crazy bitch.  ”

          fingers curl into tight fists with  no  sign of hesitation, then            she wastes no time before stepping forward  only  to meet his chest with  cruel  force, hasty  &  careless within her actions.   “   so it’s my fault that  you’re  a selfish piece of shit who can’t keep his dick in his pants for five fucking minutes  ?   ”   thinks maybe if she’d done things differently        if she wasn’t so  insane,  as her mother liked to say         things wouldn’t have been this way.  she’s  used  to being blamed for others’ mistakes.   “   maybe.  or maybe i’ll stick around to  enjoy  myself  while i watch you ruin  everything,  hm  ?  i’ve always loved a good  shit-show.  that’s why i was so into you in the first place, right  ?  ”  previously  morose  features fill with malicious intent  ;  it’s evident in the way crimson lacquered lips threaten to pull into a smirk.  heart beats heavy in the confines of her chest           despises the way he brings the  W O R S T  out of her.  stirs something so  wicked  within her ribs that causes her to become hyper-aware that kyu holds the  upperhand,  now  ;  something that existed as a constant  push  &  pull  between the pair. she’s  desperate  to get it back.   “   i just wanna see what she’s like,  baby.  what she has that i  don’t,   ”  she begins, index finger tilting his chin upward to meet her gaze.   “   i wouldn’t be so sure of that, yeah  ?  she did settle for  YOU,  after all.   ”

[heartdecays]

minhyun      /      tearstorms.

he drops his head like a wounded puppy as she scolds him;  the digression from a smile to a frown is almost instant.  still,  he leans heavily into her touch–  though it’s meant to do nothing but keep him steady,  he’s been absolutely starved of her touch.  (  note:  he’ll take whatever he can get.  )  he makes a muted noise of disapproval.  ‘  i called you because i didn’t want anyone else to get me.  ’  pause for a hiccup.  his brows are drawn together as he speaks:  careful not to stumble over his own feet  &  risk disappointing her again.  ‘  seemed like a good way to get you to look at me for more than five minutes.  ’

       heart aches within the confines of her chest, melancholy occupying her system as minhyun’s speech continues. it’s a voice she’s yearned for, but not like this. never like this. there’s a bittersweet taste paired with the knowledge that she’d be forced to be tonight’s hero, unwelcome familiarity making a home of her ribcage. still, voice works against better judgment, when  :  ‘  let’s go back to my place, okay  ?  it’s closer, and i’m not sure i can carry you home like this.  ’  she’s swallowing her thoughts the same way she’s learnt to swallow her feelings  &  offers him a thin-lipped smile. sympathy.  ‘  you can’t call me anymore. if this happens again, i won’t be picking you up.  ’

[heartdecays]

honey      /      mooniish.

         the night has claimed her with it’s dark branding and whispered promises   ;   sleeping during the day and coming alive when the moon has rose, as if lovers of some sort who only existed to see each other in passing. but honey’s heart belonged to no one, maybe the music or the money, but most likely the coke. it lined the tables every night she worked   —   three and four straight, perfect white lines that delivered better than any one person could. and it’s in that embrace the femme finds herself tonight in a private room with a less than familiar person next to her, having been so kind as to share this treat with her. she’s rolled a twenty dollar bill tightly and pressed it to the beginning only to follow the line quickly all the while inhaling. barely clothed form straightens up almost immediately, eyes rolled in the back of her head before opening them to view a blurred visage of her companion. a lazy smile over takes her expression, the facade of the vixen she had to play already melted and wasted away, disposed of so easily for an escape.   ‘   so, what’s your opinion on the declining economy   ?   i personally blame it on the baby boomers for taking what they had and ruining it, but that’s just my take. care to share   ?   ’       /       @heartdecays

          narcotics pollute his system with the aim of dissolving coherent thinking  ;  mind ventures far from tangible concepts  &  it’s a cause for celebration.  (  occasion  :  the satisfaction of success following the first incision he’s made, scalpel carving ashen skin. the fulfillment of being his family’s pride  &  joy was certainly a commemorative moment, he thinks.  )  then, he’s pulled from inebriated quietude as his counter’s inquiry creates a whirlpool of his thoughts          constantly torn between morality  &  self indulgence, he finds casual discourse rather difficult. thinks the unethical approach to his perspective might give off the wrong impression. instead, he’ll start with a joke.   ‘   is this really a conversation meant for a STRIP CLUB  ?   ’  setting is irrelevant, he knows. save for the way he’d previously observed the way she’d so carelessly intoxicated her body with lines of white dust, of course          thought that was pretty romantic. then, he’ll follow suit, allowing impaired judgment to pave the way for the rest of tonight’s rationality, or lack thereof.   ‘   the economy’s failure isn’t exactly linear,  you know  ?  environmental, financial, sociological  ...  fuck it all, we’re all to blame.   ’  smirk etches its way across indolent features            he finds her curiosity laughable, if anything.   ‘   is this the kind of subject you bring up to regular clients, or are the intrusive questions reserved for me  ?   ’

[heartdecays]

robbie      /      bodysmiles.

                                                          closed starter ↺ @heartdecays.

                        “ fucking h e l l. ” eyes are burning holes into the others newly arrived presence, brain working over time to find an easy way out of the difficult situation the female currently adjacent to him had just caused. “ you couldn’t have called first ? as you can see, i’m fucking busy. ” he pays no mind to the unconscious man currently piled lazily at his feet, too busy deciding if it’d just be easier to kill her to avoid this ever happening again ; no, he’d miss her, ——- she was fun. “ i was just questioning this asshole. i had no intention to murder him, but now he saw both our faces. brilliant. you’re a real moron, you know that ? ” groans of irritation fall from his mouth with ease, large hand rising to roughly rub his features. “ did you WANT something ? it better be important. ”

          thunder drums against the confines of her chest  &  replaces the rhythmic beating of her heart  ;  adrenaline.  “  you know i’m not  STUPID,  right  ?  ”  tone drips malevolence           easily disinterested, she seeks trouble in the most immoral of forms  &  finds solace in the other’s preferred pastimes. so, she’s kicking the unconscious body left to rot with the sole of her shoe, worn leather meeting skull without mercy. lack of response satisfies her.  “  if you’re worried about him remembering what we looked like  ?  that should do the trick.  ”  vile.  “  i know what attempted murder looks like, robbie. this certainly was no afternoon special        cough it up  !  what was his damage  ?  ”  she knows he’s angry  ;  she’s not stupid, after all. fearless, maybe, because she’s taking a step towards him with no sign of reluctance, then.  “  i just wanted to let you know the cops are on their way. really, i’m doing you a favor by warning you. don’t you think i deserve a reward  ?  ”

[heartdecays]

minjoon      /      suniish.

       he somehow knew she’d show.  although,  he had imagined her to come  barging  through his apartment door and not this  shit - show  playing out for every passerby and seated customer to watch like some greasy soap opera.  so  …  it wasn’t the  BEST  way to break up with her,  farthest he could possibly be from socially  acceptable  he supposes.  at some point,  putting down the books just wasn’t going to happen  ;  plus,   goodbyes  had never been his strong - suit.   ❝  you know you’re in a public place,  right ?  ❞   his voice is like  HONEY,   composed and delicate dripping from the tip of his tongue.  caramel brown eyes stare at his  ( now )  ex - girlfriend,  lungs willing him to overexert a sigh in her presence.   ❝  you’re  yelling,  loudly.  sit down if you want to talk.  ❞   he doesn’t wait for her to decide whether or not she’ll do as he requests and continues to  ponder  over her own.  minjoon’s simple mind had not thought of something so mundane  ;  an  explanation.   it’s something of a reality check when other’s don’t also act on their instincts.  his gut tells him to do something,  so he  does  it  ;  it’s always how he’s lived  :  acting on impulses.   ❝  i could say that i was getting  bored,   could i not ?  or would that be considered  …  bullshit ?  ❞

          accentuated  theatrics  are of second nature to the femme  ;  it’s no surprise when the delivery of her tone causes heads to turn, though she  welcomes  it.  no stranger to an audience, she’s used to having the  spotlight        even if the primary cause  was  a public breakdown.  the charm of a budding actress.    “  you know you can pay attention to me, right  ?  ”    sarcasm falls through parted brims with ease, though her stance is conflicting.  arms crossed over chest feels like an act of  DEFIANCE  ;  the sign of a rebellious  kid  who doesn’t want to listen.  thinks maybe  immaturity  had always been her  achilles’ heel  &  perhaps the reason they were here in the first place.  minjoon’s  nonchalance  is familiar.  it’s something she’s gotten used to  &  something that she never really had a problem with, but this time, it tints the apples of her cheeks with crimson.  embarrassment.  so, she’s taking a seat but  refuses  to let her guard down.  refuses to unveil the  dejection  hidden behind outbursts of  anger.    “  i’m sitting, and i’m calm. so  talk.  ”    sentence is meant to serve as reassurance           to him or  herself,  she remains unaware.  intonation is quieter, then  ;  there’s no doubt that she’s  hurting,  despite the explanation he offers.    “  how you you get bored of  ME  ?  i’m a  delight,  you know.  so yeah, that sounds like  bullshit.  but it doesn’t seem like you have anything else to tell me, so.  ”

[heartdecays]

sera      /      lowliifes.

            it was her  brilliant  idea to cook and have dinner together  —  to spend some  real  time with one another aside from fleeting hangouts here and there that always leave sera wishing she could have another bit of his time.  it might sound  pathetic,  but can you blame a girl for wanting to see her soulmate  ?  pink lips have been curved into a  happy smile  for the last hour or so  (  and if her face were to actually  freeze  like this,  that’s totally fine  !  )  but said happy smile is quickly replaced with a look of  concern  at kiro’s exclamation,  rushing across the kitchen to where the paper towels reside  ;  sera’s instinct telling her to grab the entire roll since she has  no  idea what she’s dealing with here.  it’s safe to say that  black blood  was the last possibility on her mind.  ‘  …  kiro  ?  ’  her soft voice wavers,  having gone  against  his previous request,  eyes trained on the dark color coming from his skin  —  from  w i t h i n  him.  after getting over her initial  (  and lingering  )  surprise,  sera wastes no time in pulling him over to the kitchen sink  ;  top row of teeth biting at her lower lip as she gently holds his hand beneath the running tap without another word,  eyes watching as the darkness mixes with water and goes down the drain.

          open wound  s t i n g s  as it’s met with the water’s pressure, and he can’t do anything but watch in  disappointment  as  black  droplets stain his skin  ;  a permanent marking of every wrongdoing he’s done in his life. every person he’s hurt  &  every person he’s  ruined,  all brought to life by a  careless  mistake. finally, he understood what his leader meant when he’d said,  any wrong step you take will cost your life.  thinks maybe he wasn’t as fit for the game as he’d originally thought  &  even less fit for sera. he’d never failed to believe he didn’t  deserve  her. she’s  CLEAN         it’s the complete  opposite  from him, he knows, even if he’s not  too  sure what it entails.  (  adjective.  morally uncontaminated  ;  pure  ;  innocent.  )  he’s a  lethal  mixture of  vices  &  she’s the reflection of every virtue he  lacks  ;  maybe he was  naive  to believe they’d be able to make this work. still, he takes a careful step toward her, features  &  gaze softening as the expanse of his palm moves to tilt her chin upward, facing him.  ‘  say something, baby.  ’  it’s  soft-spoken,  almost hesitant.  ultimately the opposite of himself.  ‘  i know you’re probably  scared  right now, but it’s okay, i  promise.  i’d never hurt  you,  sera       do you trust me  ?  ’

[manicfather-blog]

[lowliifes]

「  SNAPCHAT ┆ saskia.  」

[heartdecays]

dasan      /      lowliifes.

DASAN  :  yeah? then we don’t gotta be friends lol DASAN  :  if that’s what you want you could’ve said so a long time ago DASAN  :  don’t waste my time

SASKIA  :  don’t waste your time? you’ve been wasting mine SASKIA  :  if our friendship was so important you wouldn’t throw it away so quick SASKIA  :  go fuck yourself asshole

[heartdecays]

kyu      /      bodysmiles.

              face drops almost instantly  ;  almost like she slapped the previous expression from his face  (  he didn’t doubt for a second that she wouldn’t  ),  but he’s quick to compose himself, to regain the confidence that best suited the pale complexion he modelled.  “  i left you a voicemail  ?  shit,  ——  i don’t even remember doing that.  ”  it’s a cruel way to react to such news, to find that the secret he’d been keeping for m o n t h s now was finally unravelling  (  part of him thinks his subconscious WANTED to be caught out  ),  but the male refused to beg for forgiveness, was completely against telling her that his terrifyingly overwhelming feelings for her DROVE him to cheat  ;  pathetic. he steps forward now, eyes analysing how she couldn’t even look at him, did he disgust her that much  ?  he should.  “  LOSE you over  ?  we both know you won’t leave me, baby.  ”  emphasis on the pet name as to only infuriate her.  “  what  ?  am i supposed to say i’m sorry or something ? ‘cause i’m not,  ——-  i’d like you to meet her, though. turns out she’s seen you around and thinks you have QUITE the body. i’d love to watch you to take your anger out on her..  ”

           his words sting. the dismissal of her feelings stings. everything stings  &  she figures it might have something to do with the way tears threaten to fall from weary eyes. she’d never allow them to, though.  refuses to be vulnerable  &  allow kyu the upper hand in knowing he’s hurt her. facade is transparent  ;  knows she appears fragile. that’s why he’d done this in the first place, right  ? “  bullshit. you know what you fucking did and you knew it would fucking  k i l l  me to find out. but you did it anyway.  ”  realization is expressed through indignant words  &  she follows it with a shove, just like her mother would whenever her father returned home with news of a new girlfriend. the apple doesn’t fall far from the tree, she thinks.  “  the only reason i won’t leave you is because you know you couldn’t last a day without me. whoever you’re screwing doesn’t know you like i do.  ”  takes a step forward, then, hesitating before lifting an index finger to trace his jawline.  “  isn’t that right, baby ? no matter who you go out and fuck, it’s me you’re coming home to, so what is there for me to be worried about, really  ?  ”  logic is twisted  & malicious, she knows        she’s never been anything short of fucked up. “  i’d love to meet her. if you found her interesting, i’m sure i’d love her. who knows  ?  maybe i’ll end up stealing her from you.  ”

[estudiooscuro]

[tae]

mijoo 171231

[heartdecays]

hyde      /      mooniish.

          ❛  i get that i look like shit but i don’t need you to freak out over it. they’re just a few bruises and a busted lip. you should be congratulating me, if anything. i did win the fight, so. that’s a plus.  ❜

          ‘  are you planning on telling me what fucking happened to you  ?  ’  it’s a stupid question, she thinks.  (  the way he’s adorning bruises with such nonchalance proves he had no intentions to share the details of his night.  )  feels her pulse quicken as she takes uninvited steps towards him, thumb grazing over the split in his lip until her skin’s painted crimson.  ‘  you know i don’t like it when people hurt you like this. tell me who did this to you, baby      i wanna hear how good you made them suffer.  ’

[craigslits]

[bodysmilesarchive]

╰ SNAPCHAT ↺ bf ronan.

[heartdecays]

helia      /      bodysmiles.

helia: hi bf. look at this dog helia: it kinda looks like u right. i think we should adopt it. helia: our first child? 

ronan  :  hey gf. thanks for calling me an ugly wrinkly poodle. ronan  :  i’m worth at least a yorkie. ronan  :  offer declined. first kid is all or nothing.