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blake kathryn
"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"
Jules of Nature
Peter Solarz

if i look back, i am lost
PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH

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titsay
One Nice Bug Per Day
he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
Acquired Stardust

Kaledo Art
let's talk about Bridgerton tea, my ask is open
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Keni
occasionally subtle
I'd rather be in outer space 🛸

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@mindrevise
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ire loathe h a r d e n s beneath a passive glower, knuckles wearing beyond TEMPERED grip. dehumanize? ironic... “ what i do differs from your line of work dr. lecter... ” hissed but composed, body stills, mind the only movement during it’s sketch of their locations switched; hannibal rightly behind bars where he belongs. “ but when i get out of here... ” promised stating settles, a smooth release through nostrils to deny boiled anger attempting to control, “ there will be a reckoning. ”
a troubled mind sought by many, a lost soul in need of acceptance; will graham had no one. his duty to jack ━━ to use the BITTER gift to save others was all he had, but that doesn’t mean it never came with it’s demons. delving in the mind of dread fed off any innocence left within his own. catching the killer meant peace.
throat drawn, a hesitant glance makes way towards the curious therapist, a swallow managing a cleared voice though plain and direct. “ killing. ”
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IT’S HARD TO S H A K E OFF SOMETHING THAT’S ALREADY UNDER YOUR SKIN…..
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though lives differed in fashion, the constant EXPOSURE was relatable. they were center stage to shows they had no care of being apart of. he felt bad for her. if he could repair all damage unto her, he would without question.
“ ...i’m not sure. ” jaw hesitates from struggled word. he didn’t want her hope ( if any was left ) to die out. palms clench the chair’s arming, lightly but tensed. “ hannibal and i will make sure to visit often.. you’re not alone, i promise. ”
❛i just want the freedom to make my own mistakes.❜
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settled inches from her, the words she expressed were taken personally. he understood her far than could be explained. though helping others was what sacrificed his well being, he felt IMPRISONED in jack’s hands. a mind born with a supernatural phenomenon having the capacity to catch any killer was prized in jack’s eyes and willfully USED to exhaustion. it broke will’s heart to hear she felt cornered by life but she understood why. “ …seems we have something in common abigail. ”
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her sudden drawback fabricated an awkward response causing his hand to withdraw at a hesitant speed. a nod of compliance returned after her crude retort. moments later, gaze returns to her, no contact except of his eyes, how gentle they were... how desperation showed to help her... “ do you.. remember anything? ”