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new blog, same time travelling bastard.
new blog, same time travelling bastard.
new blog, same time travelling bastard.
new blog, same time travelling bastard.
new blog, same time travelling bastard.
new blog, same time travelling bastard.
okay i’m going to remake this blog because it’s too cluttered :/
hi
* hargrump.
❝ very funny, ❞ diego lifted his eyes to face five, clearly not impressed with his younger ( or older, technically ) brother’s gift to him. he wrapped his gloved fingers around the silverware, revealing a handful of spoons, ❝ no gift receipt? ❞
@limitknown liked for a birthday starter
THE EXPRESSION SAYS ENOUGH , but five isn’t known for keeping comments to himself . one idle glance between the present and his brother , then his lips begin to part . ❛ don’t want you to hurt yourself . be grateful i remembered you at all , you prick . ❜
happy birthday to the hargreeves kiddos and them only
…I should certainly feel frightfully isolated and alone. But I am at one with myself.
Friedrich Nietzsche, from a letter to Malvida Von Meysenbug (via violentwavesofemotion)
* violints.
* @limitknown . — call, accepting.
‘ the house isn’t haunted but it is a haunting in itself. it remembers. ’
HAUNTINGS DO NOT EXIST FOR THE SKEPTIC , not in their stereotypical way at least . not your storybook ghosts and poltergeists , the scary nightmares of murderous tales and unexplained mysteries . the sad remains of what once was and never will be again , however ? undeniably real . ❛ it has seen some stuff . more bad than good , i’d say . ❜
anyone in this family : breathes
five : my desire to skin you alive is unfathomable
* gheistfour.
“You didn’t, but listen, I won’t hold it against you.” How can he trust anyone but himself to ask the real questions around here ? Eyes roll, and he finds a way to repeat himself in layman’s terms. “What I’m saying is–go back in time, take baby Harold, and put him somewhere else. Apocalypse fucking averted, right?”
❛ SOMETIMES I REALLY WONDER why i even bother to explain anything to you . ❜ he cannot even begin to describe the annoyance bubbling up inside of him , acknowledging his brother’s nonsense with a deadpan glance and venomous tone . ❛ if time travel was that easy , would i still be here listening to you guys’ irrelevant bullshit ? ❜
There’s a part of me that isn’t the same anymore
“how much coffee do you drink?”
“oh, not much,” i say, taking a sip of coffee. my hands are shaking. i haven’t slept in 3 days. i can hear colors