mors principium est

capiche?

[tactumortem-blog]

The Signs and Murder

Kills for personal gain: Virgo, Libra, Capricorn

Kills for revenge: Aries, Scorpio

Kills for money: Leo, Sagittarius

Kills for fun: Aquarius, Pisces

Is killed: Taurus, Cancer, Gemini

[venexficia]

Her arms enclosed around her chest, tilting her head up. Ah yes, and this holy back alley street rat hoard was an improvement?  Yet, she bit her snapping quip  towards the abnormal blond, intruding in on the conversation. 

“Well we seem to have a difference in what qualifies for ‘unreasonable demands’.” Marie’s flicked an eye,  left and right–imprinting each street, and the curves each made, “A simple answer is all i’m looking for.” 

[tactumortem-blog]

If she had paid any microscopic attention, she might have had caught the involuntary eye-twitch in regards of how this situation is handled. This... pompous, brick of a wall. Hold--No, he corrects himself, even a wall is more considerate.

“Aigoo… your attitude could’ve at least had an impact—If you weren’t the needy one, begging for directions.”

Decidedly that she isn’t worth any of his attention, a simple grunt is all he wills himself to provide just before walking back to his original spot with a soft hum to soothe his own ear. Finding a great deal more of significance in his mobile phone over getting himself irritated. At least SNS gives him satisfaction.

[metaphorformetaphor]

[…] we are always haunted by the myth of our potential, of what we might have it in ourselves to be or do. […]  We share our lives with the people we have failed to be. […] Our lives become an elegy to needs unmet and desires sacrificed, to possibilities refused, to roads not taken. The myth of our potential can make of our lives a perpetual falling-short, a continual and continuing loss, a sustained and sometimes sustaining rage;

— Adam Phillips, from “Prologue,” Missing Out: In Praise of the Unlived Life (Hamish Hamilton, 2012) 

[approach]

do you ever get in that mood when literally anything pisses you off

[crazyheavymetalpunkrock]

[tactumortem-blog]

The laughter escapes his lips as soon as she said them. Leaving the comfortable boxes he previously occupied, he snakes his arm around his friend's shoulder from behind, the view comes unravel over Sae-ho’s protective and slightly taller stand; the foreign shortie, keeping her ground.

"And we're suppose to serve your need?" Da-hyeon inspects carefully, half grinning. "I don't know about this part of gutter you came from, but it is suuuuuuuper impolite to trespass and then make unreasonable demands."

[minhosducks]

NAMSONG FOR ELLE KOREA

[aegyohater]

♔