#asickman

[hellsaved-blog]

‘    I  CAN’T  BELIEVE  ‘m about t’ say this, but i actually  missed  your sorry ass.    ‘

— * @asickman liked for a starter ! 

[sinbcrn]

🐤 ( :// ily )

meme / @asickman!

[dcvcur]

                        ❝ you’ll pull the string, hold on to the arrow and aim with your left hand. inhale and let go. ❞ standing behind the older looking male, she stood behind him, correcting his arms and breathing out when he let the arrow go on her bow.

                         @asickman​

[souldraggermoved]

                     ❛      love , you wish to kill me ? do please get in line.        ❜  // @asickman

[survivorsheart-blog]

                       ❝ i’d like t’see y’fuckin’ try. ❞

@asickman | continue ! 

[righteousdaughtera]

{ @asickman }

                     ❛       OH GOD , i’m done talkin’ t’you.       ❜

[hellsaved-blog]

        HER VOICE WAS  barely audible between slightly trembling brims as words form tongue.         ‘   that’s  not  what i mean        ...    ‘        beneath her rather high pitch of a voice, there was a simmering layer of guilt   (  regret  ).    blood caked between digits, which was  curled  into her robust palm, was just one of the few patches that sewed to her skin to display her horror.                 ‘   i’ve  TORTURED  in hell and i liked it.    i got a high off of it.    but when i saw that i was losing what little  humanity  i had left, i stopped and i was  back  on th’ rack.    now i can see that ‘m losing that humanity again       ...     ‘

starter  /  @asickman

[emptiiness-blog1]

@asickman liked this for a starter

                tendrils of dark matter, imperceptible to mortal eyes, reach forward with the intention of winding around his heart, a gravitational force seeking to pull his ESSENCE into her orbit. lips part slightly in anticipation of the new SOUL, but soon waver as they are met with nothing but empty breaths of fog. there is nothing there for her to latch onto       this is no ordinary human.

                " where is your soul ? " she asks, a curious tone tinged with concern, as if worried for him ( though she'd been planning on emptying him only seconds ago ).