It's more fun breaking the trust

(Affiliated Fandomless OC for my oc named Jacobs Booker. I track the tag Trustingpains) "Why form a trust when I want to break it? It's more fun watching them crash and burn."

[rayvenlunanite]

If Mun Gets 5 ~❖~ Mun Will Sing And Post It

[princesslibrarian]

you think you’re a better kisser than me??? you think you’re a better cuddler? come over here and prove it punk

[trustingpains-blog]

   "Stupid people." The murderous detective hasn't been out of his office for a while now. Though once he finally got his hand on some good actual coffee. Some asshole,that was running from something, bumped into him and made him spill coffee all over his coat. So he was in a bad mood already.

So much for not being out for a while.

[trustingpains-blog]

I don't even know anymore.

[buuuuuuuucky-deactivated2014042]

we all have that one mutual follow we have a slight crush on

[trustingpains-blog]

Goodbye.

    It felt as if, he was drowning. As if, for some reason he forgot to swim. He couldn't find his way out of the deep blue and something was dragging him down.

Once he opened his eyes though, he was staring at the sky. All at once, he felt the sharp pain of the freshly made bullet wounds in his chest. It hurt, and it hurt bad.

    Taking a few deep breaths, he slowly reached for his phone. Even though just wrapping his hand around it hurt ever muscle in his body.

Looking for her number, he finally was able to find it. 

    Click. Ring Ring. Ring. Ring

Nothing, a whole lot of nothing he got out of that. Though, he was able to get to the voice mail at least.

    "Ah..hey..Sorry I won't make it to the coffee thing...Also goodbye..Don't ask why..Just know..My whole fucking body hurts...Ahh..I..I think I'm going to sleep for a bit. Maybe...When I'll wake up..The Ambulance will get here. Later..."

With that, the fading detective dropped his phone to his side and just stared at it. Soon, his eyes started to slowly shut..

     Inhale, exhale, inhale exhale, inha-

Nothing.

[trustingpains-blog]

Welcome to my madness

Heyo, personal blog for Iza-mun. Right now, my two blogs are trustingpains and thedancingmonsters

Heyo guys, this is my personal blog I just made. As you can see I am keeping track of my blogs on here and will make updates on when I make new blogs and just random things like that. So yeah, be wise to follow that so you know I'm still around and/or if I move on to a new blog (since I will delete the blog from my info page and then replace and yeah.)

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  [1:38:25 AM] ♚ jayѕυѕ: qυeen oғ нυммυѕ: THE X IS RIGHT NEXT TO THE C SHUT THE HELL UP [1:38:37 AM] ♚ jayѕυѕ: qυeen oғ нυммυѕ: f UC K IM

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[10:34:10 PM] ♚ jayѕυѕ: qυeen oғ нυммυѕ: ill join in a sex

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                     I may l o v e him

                    I may h a t e him

                    But for the love of God,

                     I beg of you,

                     Please don’t hurt h i m

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[licentiousdissident-deactivated]

Send me "Goodbye" for the last voice message my muse leaves for yours before they die.

[trustingpains-blog]

i dig............... fuck i dig everything shit

Well of course you do

even though you don't answer my texts sometimes. I thought you loved me!

[roleplayaskmemes]

send me a * and an url and my muse will talk about that muse whilst drunk

[rauhlablunt]

tell me something u dig about me on anon

[thelastknightofbalder-blog]

Send me "Don't chase the rabbit" and your muse will be shown a random memory from my muse's past.

[0bliv-i0n]

Truthful Anon Feelings:

[trustingpains-blog]

Go on ANON and tell me what you think of me. I do not want to know who it is, at all. Don’t tell me who it is, don’t give me hints, don’t say your screen name. Tell me exactly what you think of me. Don’t sugarcoat things. Don’t lie. If you hate me, tell me why. Tell me what I’m doing wrong. If you like me, tell me why. Tell me exactly what you think of me.