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❝ I'm fairly certain you have me confused with someone else... ❞
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cxnturion || sciensxdolorem || notxaxtate || littlemedixm || poisonarrxw
❝ I'm fairly certain you have me confused with someone else... ❞
poisonarrxw replied to your post:this is so relevant. top notch important.
scREAMS i need to up my game.
yes gwen... you should.
BUT NUMBER 1 and 2 are reserved though dfjnkjfngfd
gwen is one of those people that can manage to bring back my muse for both davina & faye everytime i see a repLY HOW DOES SHE DO THAT
anomalyxiv ;; madisonrowan ;; poisonarrxw ;; darkinherheart
"So, am I the only one lost, or do you not know what we're supposed to be doing for this project, too?"
poisonarrxw replied to your post:“Salve, ut faciam tibi?”
omg my latin is awful ;;; BY THAT I MEAN I NEVER TOOK THE CLASS
neither did I, that's why there's this love; https://translate.google.ca/
"Salve, ut faciam tibi?"
⊰ poisonarrxw ⊱
It was night-time when he first saw her, street lamps & reflections giving her a luminous glow as he paced down the cobblestone path. Mistakenly, he thought her to be a ghost -- a trick of the light. & in a flash, she was gone again, & he was alone. The second time he saw her was in the early hours of the morning, sunlight's dawn hues kissing her skin carefully, seemingly afraid of her disappearing -- just as he was. She wore the face of a recently deceased lover, after all. It was only fair that he called her name. If only he knew it wasn't her name. Perhaps then she might've stayed. Once is meaningless. Twice is luck. Three times is far more than a coincidence. That's what he told himself when he saw her for the third time, a feeble attempt to explain away concerns for his fight for sanity. It was different this time. She wasn't standing on the other side of the street, or hidden in the shadows. It was broad daylight. She was standing right in front of him.
& they were alone.
❝ — am i going insane? ❞
♪
put a ♪ in my ask box and I'll put my playlist on shuffle andmake you a starter based on the next song that plays
Song: Humbling River by Puscifer
❝ angel, angel, what have i done? i've faced the quakes, the wind, the fire. i've conquered country, crown, and throne. why can't i cross this river? ❞