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you know what to do
kim dokja (the one with his companions, always there for them, their companion)
kim dokja (nothing but a mirage, broken, yet there, a fleeting dream)
*voice of someone craving the tiniest bit of control* i have a plan
Surely THIS time when I get told someone loves and needs me it will fix me and I will never feel inadequate ever again!
no flirting i just stare at you as if I've known you from another life
(absolutely haunted expression, 1000 yard stare) can i try again?
(absolutely haunted expression, 1000 yard stare) can you treat me a like a dog
i miss everything and nothing will ever be the same, no matter how many times it repeated itself
the tragic relationship between a protagonist worn out by the horrors and who they would've been if things had been different
cosmic horror (you turn out to be the very being you have been looking for all along)
i blew up the universe. now perceive only me
up at 1 AM inventing new ways to come back to you over and over and over and over again
up at 1 AM inventing new ways to come back to you over and over and over and over again
tormented but in a way that makes me desirable and swoon-worthy and definitely not in a yearning and desperate manner
i do enjoy when there's a little fate defying, i must say,
I'm doing whatever is the opposite of succumbing to my fate
I’m not even that funny I’m just perpetually haunted by some sort of outwordly force deciding my fate for me
the birth of a star with limited time, forever chasing after another, much brighter star