#yesodic

[agyos-blog1]

      ‘ i still don’t know what a ‘ yeet ‘ is. why is it empty? what is empty? oh! is it a wrestling move? i didn’t know you were into wrestling. ’

@yesodic

[agyos-blog1]

❝ in this world it is yeet or be yeeten. chose your fate, atlasshole.❞

      ‘ what in the hell is a yeet ? is it a new dance ? a food ? a meme ( pronounced me me ) ? and second off you little shit if you call me that again im going to dump you in the trash can where you belong ! ‘

[arrowheld]

savior of the pathetic // @yesodic​

ripples flood the walls of the unknown within the DEPTHS of the pillars in which your eyes can see the hold within the stature of pride. in the ease of nothingness you step upon the stones beholding the dark natured history of the ticking world. 

oh if only the world weren’t so cruel. you can feel it, the touch of mockery within the canvas of black—but it no longer matters. you become infatuated with love of the auras existing around you, no longer held with blood drawing strings and more powerful than ever   (   although who were you could stray if you wished to, you’d be BROKEN without them after all.   )

the mist of trance unveils, freeing you once more yet never completely gone, only a disfigured shadow in a repeat process of a snickering creep within you. but it’s okay, you’re strong after all. YOU HAD TO BE. if the little boy from months ago were to stand in this moment they would question the essence of the weakling’s life as they’d unravel a tale of a disgustingly shredded coward.

a lost cause.

but your vile string and corrupted arrows unsheathe a new ending as they become a disillusioned creature of uncertainty bringing a path of strength. and in that path you were saved—bathed in sincerity by the instrumentals of the one who stands ahead.

          ‘   ah ! !  yuu, what was it that you needed help with ?   ’ 

yes. they brought you a god’s chance within the unfortunate game of life. a glitch in the system, the one who rose you to aspire the resolve that had aged through a slow tick of clocks. 

THEY MADE YOU SPECIAL.