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‹ Like sandpaper, the light, or a blessing, or a bruise. Blood everywhere, he said, the red light hemorrhaging from everywhere at once. The train station blue, your lips blue, hands cold and the blue wind. Or a horse, your favorite horse now raised up again out of the mud and galloping galloping always toward you. In your ruined shirt, on the last day, while the bruise won't heal, and the stain stays put, the red light streaming in from everywhere at once. Your broken ribs, the back of your head, your hand to mouth or hand to now, right now, like you mean it, like it's splitting you in two. Now look at the lights, the lights. ›

finnickisms replied to your post: you take small steps your whole life; cautious,…

NOPE.

QUE.

you take small steps your whole life; cautious, unassuming, until one day there isn’t any room for a careful existence anymore. there is only room for chaos, which will eventually lead to your inevitable end. 

larger steps don’t help.　they just bring you closer and closer until that white light that people talk about is right in front of you. you grab at it, jump, yell, and in the end you just stand. waiting. and somehow you return back to the start: cautious, unassuming.

“can you hear me?” “daddy, i love you.” “i miss you.” 

until the white light engulfs you. 

acacia with unicorn core, eleven and a half inches, hard.

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marycmac replied to your post: marycmac replied to your post: .　 IKR BUT. okay i…

brad kavanagh sigh i don’t really. also he plays someone named fabian on the show he’s on lol

hrrmmm, i don’t really get a ~ tiras vibe when i look at himmm. 

marycmac replied to your post: .　

IKR BUT. okay i know this actor that is british and looks kind of like skandar but more. and ashley has a crush on him but idk mang. but i mean i just no. anyways what am i doing.

whoooo is it?

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rosie-hunter asked: wai is your blog dis way

idk and i can’t be bothered fixing it!!!

rosie-hunter:

tirasmeadowes:

When have we ever cared about what people think? /pulls her in around the waist.) Do they now? Well, then we better do the same. Just to… be extra careful. We wouldn’t want to be caught complete off guard when we get attacked by aliens, right? /gets dragged along to the bed; snorts; follows where she is looking and then straightens up; is just waiting for her to come back up.) Com’ere. 

Well. I used to. /BUT THEN FRANCE HAPPENED. Yes, I want to be as. Prepared. As. Possible! /grins. Oh, so it’s not under your bed? /sits up and pout. Lying is rude, you know. I guess I’ll have to teach you a lesson ~ /leans over to kiss him, keeping her hands folded behind her back because of reasons.

I suppose I used to, too. /brushes hair behind her ear; smiles weakly.) We’re not off to a very good start then — we have no helmets, no food, no water, no — /raises eyebrow.)  Somebody must have stolen it. Tch. /rolls eyes.) A lesson? /smirks; leans in as well.)


I would gladly be your slave. If you, you know, paid me. In love. Sex would also be good. /nods once; chuckles; kisses her cheek.) It can fit two. If we sit really, really close together. We may even have to lie together. Sorry.  /ekekeke.)

I’m pretty sure that a relationship with my slave would be frowned upon, but I suppose being shunned by society would be worth it for you ~ /what. What a relief /over-exaggerated sigh. of relief!!! Astronauts do intensive training before going into space, I think we’d better do the same. /smirks before grabbing his hand and leading him to the bed. peeks under the bed. Hmm, I don’t see anything. Can you show it to me? /waksedfj. 

When have we ever cared about what people think? /pulls her in around the waist.) Do they now? Well, then we better do the same. Just to… be extra careful. We wouldn’t want to be caught complete off guard when we get attacked by aliens, right? /gets dragged along to the bed; snorts; follows where she is looking and then straightens up; is just waiting for her to come back up.) Com’ere. 

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