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blue head dreams, waiting in my head | independent multiple character roleplay account....
i've decided to start over?? but not really. the muses are the same, but i'm not gonna be on this account anymore, so. if you still want to rp, click the link and hmu, bye!
"i have been driving for the past six hours, seriously? ---- it's your turn. take the wheel, or so help me god."
aerialt replied to your post:[[MOR] my only complaint to those talk blogs...
i dont even know?? what a talk blog is
they are literally a blog for complaining. that's it
aerialt:
"i don’t love, levi.”
"Alright. Then I guess that makes things a whole lot easier." He's still trying to figure out how to turn that back on, himself.
"Why are you so angry?"
"Why am I angry?" he repeats, like that's the stupidest question he's ever heard. Jaw sets, Leviathan takes a nice, slow breath and he pretends that his thoughts aren't slowly creeping up on him and dragging him down, down, down again. It doesn't work, of course.
It never works. He's got a rage in him that never stops, something that would suit him better to wrath than envy but there's nothing he can do about that. He's been wronged and the masses still see him as a monster, a horrific creation that deserved nothing more than his fate. Lucifer might have taught him to control himself, but that doesn't make it any easier, doesn't stop his thoughts from climbing around his skull and sinking claws in firm.
"We did nothing! Not a single fucking thing. We were made, we existed, exactly how we were meant to-- and then we were punished. Do you know what that fucking does to you? He didn't even have the decency to kill me too-- oh, no. I just get tortured. Day in, day out. I'm suffering. Every fucking day. Until I finally get to die too and some fucking righteous assholes skin me, eat me and use me as their fucking asshole marquee.
Tell me I shouldn't be furious and you're full of shit."
fly away now fly away now fly awayyyyyyyy
❝ he--ey, ange. is that a new haircut? ❞ things katie nichols is not good at: getting along with her sister-in-law.
❝ ───Is there a reason that you're blocking my way? ❞
