#deathes

[a-snarkmd]

Challenge : write me a starter flo

don’t turn it around on me >:( 

[hisbattles]

''    do   you   think   you   would   ever   hurt   me   like   that?    ''     (    elena gilbert,    @deathes​   !    )

𝒃𝒓𝒐𝒌𝒆𝒏   𝒎𝒂𝒏   𝒓𝒆𝒎𝒂𝒊𝒏𝒔   𝒔𝒊𝒍𝒆𝒏𝒕,      awfully   calm,     hues   filled  with   a   certain   emptiness   fixated   on   the   floor,     body   against   the   wall   and   eyes   half   closed   as   he   takes   in   her   words.     his   intentions   with   the   gilbert   girl   are   anything   but   cruel.     he   wants   to   hold   her,     protect   her,     keep   her   safe    &    sound.     stone   cold   heart   became   warm   again     ---     all   because   of   her.     a   smile   to   DIE   for,     a   touch   so   gentle,     an   embrace   that   gets   him   utterly   weak.     life   suddenly   has   meaning   again,     he   feels   A L I V E   again.     but   oh,     dark   thoughts   attacking   the   mind   like   it   had   done   never   before.     HE,   THE   RIPPER.     A   MONSTER   HIDING   IN   THE   SHADOWS.     DESPERATE   TO   GET   OUT.     TO   ESCAPE.     to   take   what   is   rightfully   his.     blood,   blood,   blood.     CAN'T   SHE   SEE?     HIS   HANDS    /     COVERED   WITH   HER   BLOOD.     you’ll   see,   soon   enough.     he’s   afraid   ---   terrified.     he   cannot   lose   control,  cannot   hurt   her.     but   oh,     what   if   he   will?     what   if   things   will   get   c o m p l i c a t e d ?     he   doesn’t   know.     that’s   why   he   has   to   leave   mystic   falls   behind.     leave   her   behind.     ‘’     this   was   a   mistake.     ’’     words   laced   with   a   certain   coldness   escapes   fleshed   lips,     gaze   avoiding   hers   at   all   cost.     ‘’     you   need   to   let   me   go,   elena.     you   know   what   i’m   capable   of.     i   can’t   risk t  his,   i   can’t   risk   you.     ’’

[kiddiepool]

@deathes​  :     “ ☾ ”

174.     “   it’s  like  they  want  me  to  be  perfect,  but  they  don’t  even  know  that  i’m  hurting.   ”

MEME  :  ACCEPTING.

[wisteela]

(via https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SmEYfRIHPrU)

I saw the Tommy Cooper death live when I was a kid. His death was announced straight after the programme.

[ajansakurdi]

Three more deathes in #Istanbul-#TwitterKurds #Diyarbakır and Van!

Three more deathes in #Istanbul-#TwitterKurds #Diyarbakır and Van!

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[timeofdistance]

The dream of life... Without you and I. Only you, only me.

Us was used for that situation but at this time it's useless and meaningless. Again and again the same words pass on same roads. It's, the life, going without us. When I realized, so late altough it's gonna be point of no return. 

It's so hard to feel what is the matter with me. As I feel, there is not real love between the universes. I just wanna believe my feels make me feel wrong. Happiness is not a name in India. Not only in songs or in lifes of there.

Somebody loves getting pain cause the idea of everything's understood with opposites but, that's not always right. Sometimes past means, even now, to remember a pink box from past. Not to cling to pain. Nothing, which is possible with you, I'll see for next times, for future. 

At last times I got so many friends, I don't doubt their proximity or I wanna cling to this lie. I've put them to the future and truth's gonna be seemed soon. Evidently as I saw, can say that a girl, who calls herself as a gipsy, doesn't suit to me. That gets me to this position, melancholy man. 

Even in my last breath which I'm not able to take, music's always my darling, from past to future. It never gives me up but as tough I do not see this. Curtain, in front of my eye, has already gone. Seems to me, I'll not settle down. The best thing's let you follow me while I dance with the gipsy girls.