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We must live our lives to the full, loving and suffering to extremes.
Franz Liszt, from a letter to Marie D’Agoult written c. September 1834 (via violentwavesofemotion)
THE DEATH OF SHANE CASANOVA, ZACHARY CASANOVA & ST. JIMMY.
❛ AGGRESSIVELY, we all defend the role we play. REGRETTABLY, the time's come to send you on your way. we've seen it all: from bonfires of trust to flash floods of pain. ❜
❛ Dehumanised upon a shell - we came to bleed it dry. obsessed with divine wealth, divide & multiply. no care for mother's health C O N S U M E the whole supply. liberate, destroy yourself - we came to watch you die. ❜
multi character acheron verse // cyberpunk & horror themed.
bury a friend // billie eilish
pre established dynamic plotting call for JIMMY, GRAVES OR FRANK.
give me some angsty relationship dynamics.
So like can we fuck after we fuck …
❝ you’re wasting your time. ❞ ( to jimmy from j . d . ! )
it wasn’t the first time those words had been uttered to the false shepherd ; and it sure wouldn’t be the last. he could still feel the sting from them though ; as his egg donor had spat them at him filled with venom. he shifted upon his worn out chuck taylors , rocking back onto his heels as he dug balled fists deep into torn pockets of his badly aged black skinny jeans that clung tightly to his dangerously slender frame. shoulders hitch in a disregarded shrug, as hazy emeralds gaze over the boy that stood before him.
❝ says who? says you? it’s a waste of time to try to change the world. to try to live free from the bullshit oppressive lifestyle that you have. you just do what society dictates you to do ; because you can’t fucking think for yourself. is that it? who are you? do you even know? or are you just another conformity - living a life your told to live? ❞
things that are hard to hear.
**possible triggers - abuse / death / suicidal implications change pronouns as needed for things you’d WANT to hear, click here!!
❝ i don’t want you in my life anymore. ❞
❝ i don’t want to have a relationship with you. ❞
❝ she’s not coming home. ❞
❝ that wasn’t meant for you. ❞
❝ i don’t love you, okay? i never did. i never will. ❞
❝ you’re wasting my time. ❞
❝ you’re wasting your time. ❞
❝ you’re not listening to me! ❞
❝ i feel like i can’t tell you anything. ❞
❝ you’re too late. ❞
❝ you don’t give yourself enough credit. ❞
❝ you don’t give me enough credit. ❞
❝ it’s time for things to change. ❞
❝ you failed me. ❞
❝ fuck you. ❞
❝ i can see right through you. ❞
❝ things are getting bad again. ❞
❝ are things getting bad again? ❞
❝ move on. ❞
❝ that’s on you. that’s your fault. ❞
❝ you’re holding on to things that are holding you back. ❞
❝ you haven’t changed. ❞
❝ i’m not changing my mind. ❞
❝ i’m dying. ❞
❝ you’re good – but you’re not as good as you could be. ❞
❝ it’s always about you. ❞
❝ nobody cares about your problems. ❞
❝ i don’t trust you. ❞
❝ you’re being taken advantage of! ❞
❝ i feel like you’re taking advantage of me. ❞
❝ did you hear what she said about you? ❞
❝ life isn’t fair. suck it up. ❞
❝ i didn’t mean i liked you that way– ❞
❝ maybe it’s better this way. ❞
❝ i wish i’d never met you. ❞
❝ you ruin my happiness. ❞
❝ i think we should see other people. ❞
❝ i’m not ready to settle down. ❞
❝ i want to love someone like you love me. ❞
❝ you can do anything you set your mind to, but you won’t. ❞
❝ stop crying. ❞
❝ don’t come back. ❞
❝ i’m not coming back. ❞
❝ i don’t care enough about you to hate you. ❞
❝ i feel like you’re dragging me down with you. ❞
❝ why don’t you smile anymore? ❞
❝ something happened today. ❞
❝ i don’t want to do this anymore. ❞
❝ stop letting it get to you. ❞
❝ i’m sorry. ❞
❝ i’m not sorry. ❞
❝ you’re not sorry. ❞
the scent of tequila lingers around the abnormally lanky mans frame as he stumbles through the sea of people grinding against each other underneath neon changing fluorescent globes. his form bumping up against couples, not that he can tell who they are ; his own vision is completely blurred at this point / as per fucking usual.
he stumbles forward, tripping over legs, his body becoming a mass of limbs. he can’t keep his balance ; the liquor all but dragging himself to the occupied couch. it’s all a blur of colour & all he can make out is an accent. an incredibly over-the-top accent. he can’t stop himself in time, as he falls head over ass upon an irshman’s lap; dropping his bottle upon the others lap, his face leaning drunkenly upon the mans neck, before sprawling out upon presumably his date.
❝ m-mf. thank- god; seat n-not taken ya fuckin’ could ya be ... nymore - the way - accent fake love; sound like a leprechaun ❞ / @mediocremorals - starter
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