` hermes.

ind. sel. mercury black. prev. wingheeled. TEMP THEME.

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                                            FIND ME HERE !!

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                                            FIND ME HERE !!

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                                            FIND ME HERE !!

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     “bo, where the FUCK have you been?”      which, is an easy enough question to answer. lately, i’ve moved. and with the stress of that, it completely drained my will to write. but, i will come back. i love merc and writing. and i do plan to come back, very soon. everything is situated, i’m in a place i love, and for once, i’m happy. and i plan to spend more and more time here. i have threads left hanging, people to talk to and meet, and boy, have i thought a lot about drabbles.           my sk y pe is cariiads. i’m always open to talk on there, and i WILL be returning !!

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it’s been great, but my blog is rather unorganized at the moment, and i do believe that archiving will be the best decision for me. i will bring some threads, but dropping others. 

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it’s been great, but my blog is rather unorganized at the moment, and i do believe that archiving will be the best decision for me. i will bring some threads, but dropping others. 

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it’s been great, but my blog is rather unorganized at the moment, and i do believe that archiving will be the best decision for me. i will bring some threads, but dropping others. 

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i am coming back -- in due time. i've been submerged in reading lately, and as i'm finishing the darkest minds series, i will continue to (also lady midnight comes out in a week and my bootyhole isn't ready for more shadowhunters stuff so!! ) but please know i will return. writing is my passion -- i feel expressed through it. my skype is cariiads.

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ur very welcome

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i guess people can like this for a starter on sunday // monday

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‘ are you sure Mercury? ’

     ‘ when’ve i not been? of course i am. ‘

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   She’s daydreaming, her eyes glazed over as she thinks about being a real girl, a frequent dream of her’s. She watches them all. All the humans who knew nothing was bizarre about her. How lovely they were, but how foreign she felt.

     feigning concern, devil’s features twisted in to that of curiosity. her secrets, he knew -- magnetism that pulled the girl’s seams together unexposed to the dangers of reality.     ‘ hey, you alright? you look like you’re spacin’ out. ‘

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              “ I – It’s no g – good to be n – negative!! ”

     ‘ i wouldn’t say negative. it’s more like realism. ‘

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( canisbitch / johann. )

“ Is that a request or an offer? ” ( YOU LOOK TIRED, THE WOLF CHITTERS, TORN FLESH SHAKING, LAUGHTER EMITTING FROM THE VERY CORE AS HE LAUGHS. YOU APPEAR WEAK TO THE WORSE OF MEN. ) “ Had a bad time, I’m guessing? ” It bubbles upon his throat, seizes his lips, draws the most vicious of smiles as he regards the man’s fallen form. ’ You could kill him ’, the wolf whispers. Not now, never could he be one to strike without a fight, a lie in his very own thoughts. ’ You would slaughter a child newly born ’ but the truth is ever so disgusting. “ I would offer a smoke, but that doesn’t seem your style. ”

     ‘ all of the above. ‘     sway, slate locks donning ‘pon the head of the butcher who’s head raised, and expose his vulnerability. violet-bagged eyes, squinted hues, pale features -- all showed his ill state and slugged behavior. he oscillates, nausea gripping the fevered mind, only to rest once more on the table.    ‘ i don’t think i’d look hot smoking. besides, i think i’ll die in a few minutes. ‘     exaggeration. he closes his lids, arms coming to hide his expression of fatigue.     ‘ help me, nurse johann, and maybe i’ll survive. prescription : alcohol. ‘