#injextions

[psiiking-blog]

   the smile he had grown used to showing flashed, head tilting a little to look at the other who he had accidentally bumped into. in this city, it was normal to see thousands of people everyday, but he had not seen someone who appeared so friendly or ‘ cute ’ before which was interesting to him. “ hello! i haven’t seen you around before- are you new here? or am i just forgetting? i do that a lot, sorry! ” // @injextions

[kabukied-blog]

❛ no airbag, we die like men. ❜

ＶＡＲＩＯＵＳ ＳＴＡＲＴＥＲＳ ( ᵐᵉᵐᵉ ) | accepting

AIRBAG ? WHAT IS AN AIRBAG ? He does not want to knows. Gripping upon plastic forms like a scared beast, nails almost digging the blue of this interrior, he fears for his life, going straight into the wall within this hellish plough. HE HAS ALWAYS BEEN A WANDERER, his steps ringing within history like the song of justice - why, then, should his life end in this bow of iron and wheel ? Whispering in the pitt of soul is a voice singing ' what a terrible decision you made '.

THE BLUE OF HIS EYES MIRRORS THE HEAVEN, where, apparently, he shall soon rest. Oh, to say he thought himself a fighter ! Dying by a clawed hand would have been an honnor - but at the end of a teddy bear headed man ? IT WAS SHAMEFUL —— You have a very personnal perspective on safety and amusement. “ one again, a monoteous tone comes to underline the ridicule of the situation, swallowing back any trace of hystery through this terrifying ordeal.