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@sirenfangs-blog
gently. slides in. who would be interested in a coven verse with me.
@killedquartet/hispreachings/sirenfangs and I will be spending the next two and a half days at his grandparent’s house, so consider our blogs on a quick hiatus. You can contact Dave by his Sk.ype pastelmacarons. Happy New Years. <3
“You look nervous. What’s wrong?”
The sheepish laughter that bubbles out of his lips betrays his defenses, which had been an only somewhat confident smile. Pale eyelashes flutter and cognac eyes fall downcast, a hand flying up to rub the back of his neck. “Nervous? What do I have to be nervous about?”
me: reblogs an ask meme me: reads the ask meme me: nevermind.
Providence , RI | 2015
Photo by John Carle
i have a meanness inside me, real as an organ. slit me at my belly && it might slide out. not spoiler free. . . exclusive.
He’s been freezing and unfreezing a half-empty plastic bottle of water for the past fifteen minutes.
i think i love the ocean because it’s calm, beautiful, infinite.
but also angry, harsh, and magnificent.
and that intrigues me.
indie witch oc. est. 2015 multiverse. multiship. written by dave.
elliot: fix my fucking about page. me:.... u know... gil could use some lovin
The Curse (Part II of III) by Christopher J. Rivera on Flickr.
I got this.
me right before doing something that I clearly do not got (via himek-o)
— @sirenfangs .
He doesn’t say much of anything at all; just blows out a mouthful of smoke, ignoring the way it wafts down the street and directly into the face of a nearby bystander.
Having believed something in his bag had fallen out somewhere along the pavement, Elliot had stopped momentarily to take inventory of everything in his work satchel. Ugly gray smoke clouds around his head and he erupts into a coughing fit, dropping his bag and bringing a closed fist to his mouth.
It takes a few seconds for the coughing to subside, but when it does, Elliot picks his bag up again. Eyes narrowed, head swivels as he tries to find the offender, before he finally spots him some way up the street.
Elliot marches right over to him, expression determined and rather angry. “Hey!” It’s a bit louder than he had intended, and Elliot finds himself backtracking, his voice somewhat softer when he continues. “It’s the middle of the day! Could you do that somewhere where people aren’t, well, everywhere?”
I have my mother’s mouth and my father’s eyes; on my face they are still together.
Warsan Shire (via allwereallyneedisweed)
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