Intimidating. "We are judge by what we are born, associated with bad things, what about them, always intimidating, always free?" Ā "The past will always intimidate me but I cannot kill it from my mind"
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Intimidating. "We are judge by what we are born, associated with bad things, what about them, always intimidating, always free?" Ā "The past will always intimidate me but I cannot kill it from my mind"
Here is lancer guild duskie boy from his poor look to a new casual look to ready to go on a date with his boyfriend.
for the anon that wanted a cute url, i think that a-teaspoon-of-art is pretty cute, although a bit long *skateboards out*
*insert approving skateboard meme here* nice
Alex šæ
Lots of laughter, drawing flowers, 600 page books, taste of honey
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I feel more enlightened than Voltaire right now, thanks to our beautiful screencap anon and the facts that fox has laid down on us. What a wonderful day to slay.
[fox]
Favourite anime/manga of all time? (For the blogrates)
My fav manga of all time would probably be Hirunaka no Ryuusei and my favourite anime... uhh, Death Note, maybe? Or Maybe Kaichou wa Maid sama!
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a.Ā bleed your colors into mine Ā Ā and bite stars into my bones.
Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā ( astreux )
he blows wisps of red into bare daylight, traces orange skylines in walls built on nothing. the taste of vinyl is thick in his mouth, the fire tender in his veins. the white has his eyes watering. he dips one, two and three fingers in yellow, drags them up the cracked ridges of a spine (not his), smoothing the black gathered at the edges. the clock ticks repetitively, kisses at the shell of his ear with every fading second.
"kai."
he sees in explosions of blues and whites, feels hollow between ricochets of sensations and pain. the night lives under his skin, presses against the gaps of his ribcage.
03:45 am. breathe. you are nothing but a mess; you are made of your own terrors.
"did you know,"Ā
pause.
breathe.
"colors are an illusion?"
I dare you to kiss Tumblr user Astreux
"Done."