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Mike Driver
he wasn't even looking at me and he found me

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Not today Justin

if i look back, i am lost
trying on a metaphor

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PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH
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untitled by graffitiguys on Flickr.
2539 by yukki.m on Flickr.
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untitled by Little_Li on Flickr.
are you happy? i’m living. i. ii. iii.
im really afraid w/ ships because i hate pouring my time, soul, & energy only for the other one to neglect it or even put it second to the other ships they have. so please, i beg of you, if you want to create a ship with me —- don’t be half assed. i cherish each one i have & would never think less of it.
thanks.
❝parasitism (n): Interaction between two organisms, in which one organism (the parasite) benefits and the other (the host) is harmed. ❞
Choi Jihoon → Niko. He’ll answer to both and question how you got either. Staying down low is harder than anticipated. ☠ ☠ ☠ ☠
i was made to destroy.
—— not to fix & not to heal
but to break, to conquer, & to [ kill ]
But, you know, that’s also the hard part. Growing without growing apart. Or changing without it scaring the other person.
Her (2013), dir. Spike Jonze (via renesque)
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send me ✗ for my muse to fall on yours and land on top of them
The alarm had went off for the fourth time, but this was Sull Hee’s first time hearing it. Eyes popped open as they quickly looked around for the clock. 7:56am read the device in red digital text. Suddenly, she was running to the washroom, grabbing her clothes in the process. Dark hair flying in all directions as she attempted to accomplish five different tasks. This could possibly be the fastest she has ever moved. 8:15am, she was out the door, boots still being put on as she scurried down the hall. Once they were on she looked through her purse, thankfully finding everything she needed, including her car keys. Throwing her purse to the passenger seat she proceeded to start the car, calming herself in the process.
Soon enough she made it towards the parking lot of the hospital. She parked and proceeded to grab her things and rush inside. Of course on her way, there was a patch of ice just before the sidewalk, and she slipped, falling on a man who had just managed to pass in front of her. With wide eyes she looked down at the male. "I am so sorry."
❝ why am i so emotional? ❞
Sull Hee raised a brow towards the woman, she was a bench away (which wasn’t as far as you’d think) and tears were evident on her face. She watched as the latter pulled out a tissue and wiped her tears away. The nurse wanted to answer the woman’s question with a smart remark but decided to stay quiet, merely glancing at her from time to time. Soon enough she did reply. “Go home and rest.” She simply stated as she rose from the bench.
Grab a marker and write something on my muse! ( Anywhere over my muse's body. )
倉敷 by woonder on Flickr.
She watches the sky so often Her eyes began to resemble the stars. (She finds a home in the loneliest of places.)
A.N.S. (via wnq-writers)
Literate / Para and Script preferred / Open for plotting / Muses bios
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