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@shatteredqueen
if you had my husband as a jungler, this woulnd’t have happened. now suffer the consequences.
i’ll sew you a defeat t-shirt, it’s gonna look great.
if you had my husband as a jungler, this woulnd’t have happened. now suffer the consequences.
i’ll sew you a defeat t-shirt, it’s gonna look great.
isolde sips her tea.
she’s glad to be dead today. yes. very glad.
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ind. semi selective league of legends
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I’ve been it all.
I’ve been poor. I have bruised my fingers, marked my hands with the shape of the scissors, the punctures of the needle. I knew hunger, I knew solitude, I knew pain.
No. I thought I knew pain.
I’ve been a queen. I’ve been bathed in jewels, in gold and most importantly, in love. I have been kissed, I have been hugged. He was love. His arms were comfort, his kisses were devotion, his words were nothing but elevation for my soul.
I thought I knew what it felt like to be loved. Maybe I was wrong.
I’ve been a martyr. I’ve been poisoned and killed, and kept as a dead woman, becoming a doll. I have found peace in the embrace of death, and it didn’t feel like the fire on my fair skin his touch and kisses created. It was peace and nothingness. Until I was brought back.
Then I was pain. Sorrow. I’ve been not forgotten, I’ve been fueled by his love and fueled by hate. I’ve been robbed from something no one, not even me, can quite grasp. I was pain, pain like nothing I’ve ever felt before. Pain that was stronger than the soft caresses of the most expensive fabrics he had procured for me.
I’ve been brought back. I am rage. I am a shadow That, I’m sure of.
shadow and rage
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