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[calamitouscyan]

I’m strong. But am I strong enough?

Purple, burning, biting. The blight gnaws at my skin, rotting it faster, hurting. Blood poured from the wound. It was a bite, impure.

The wolves weren’t unfamiliar, of course. But when they wouldn’t listen to my orders, and would rather follow the command from their main master, it’d always end up like this. Tragedy, but only for me.

Then, was when I acknowledged that I’ve done something to anger him. Their master. My Father. And it was those times when I realized my own weakness.

I was unable to fight, and I was alone at it.

I’m strong, but am I ever strong enough?

[calamitouscyan]

@pulsefiire

my body rests in a black hole — s u p e r n o v a s whistle, calling for my aching soul to be free; to fly away with plucked wings of misery hanging onto the ends.

in this old despondency of day and night, of haunted memories dripping of the edges of the coffin, my paralyzed body lays in a s t a t e o f a w e, wondering was this ever worth the scars and fiery tears?

{ was anything worth it ? }

his voice sings of bitter sadness, as he perches on my b o n e s— sinking his claws in, tearing the flesh of man and death. he hates the m o n s t e r he has become, a predator of his own kind. he hates the l i e s he feeds to himself on the days where he is starved from the t r u t h.

his feathers, dark and meek, like a sea with trash and t i n t e d cans, ruffle as he weakly closes his eyes, opening one to watch the black tear slide down my cheek. he tilts his head and takes in all of the b i t t e r s c a r s in the world; after all, we are only
a m a n 
and a b i r d, trapped
in a

c o f f i n of n i g h t m a r e s.

{ and there was no escape. }

[calamitouscyan]

 　　 —「But my ＤＲＥＡＭＳ 　　　　　 　　　they aren’t as empty,            　    as my ＣＯＮＳＣＩＥＮＣＥ seems to be.」—

[gkxvii-blog]

♪

♪ - I want to get to know you.

         [ `  completely taken back by this newly found information he              raised a curious brow at the woman.  he’s seen her around               the apartment complex before yet she’s still just a stranger               to him. perhaps that would all change in the near future ? ; ]

     ❝ You want to get to know me? ❞ he rhetorically asks, in slight disbelief.          He’s not used to having people actively seek interest in him so this is            rather foreign to him. ❝ Yeah, we can get to know each other better. ❞

[wxsabisystems-archive-blog]

"How’d you grow so much?!"

Height-Related Sentence Starters (Open)

            ❝        &. hey man, 

                           maybe it’s the healthy diet.                           have you tried { exercising? }                           that can help you grow taller                           ————and stronger!         ❞

[wxsabisystems-archive-blog]

                       { selfieforscience​ liked for a starter }

                  ❝   are you sure, this is safe, Honey?                        wh-where is the safe zone when                               you need one? ——————     ❞

[gkxvii-blog]

Hey Kwang, ya' need to stop being so good looking 'cause my heart can't take it.

       [ ` he couldn't help but  sarcastically roll his eyes after hearing her Daeun            that for the  second time.  fool him once, sham on her.  fool him twice,           shame on him. still he couldn't mask the grin on that grew on his face. ; ]

                  ❝ Ayy, you might want to get that checked out by a doctor                       sooner or later. I don't want you to be randomly passing                      out on me, ❞ he joked, a small laughter under his breath.