atdaggerpoint

atdaggerpoint

the champagne slit of aching reverence thirsts for touch, hold his hands.. intertwine to the bases, he will love you forever. he was easy like that. 
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atdaggerpoint

soft and gentle even when his sinews were slipt for the audience in their theatre, his neck resting in the palms of their hands.. pushing, pleading, begging, pulling, rounding. he was like a lamb in a stockyard like that.. he was the Judas leading himself to the slaughter. 
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atdaggerpoint

he was a liar like that, always pulling forgiveness from the fragments of prayer even though it carved and gouged at his hands like a starved beast. fingers curled at the throat of sorrow, sleep heavy brow shows hes tougher than leather, and the strange inhumane faith in destiny that meets at his rib. at his worst, i fear. all bristle and bark. he was a dog like that, not knowing how to be touched without his canines bared, ears back, pulse so heavy. he isn't violent, just doesn't know better. this haunting started with hunger, bored and birthed by his own bloodied knuckles. 
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insufferable

who’s there 

insufferable

i apologise, i'm not so good at keeping up with my online responsibilities :')
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insufferable

i sure didn't die. hellooooo agaaaaain...?
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insufferable

as for discord, i’ll try make one. but i’m not sure how active i’ll be there either, i’m pretty shitty at this
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atdaggerpoint

atdaggerpoint

the champagne slit of aching reverence thirsts for touch, hold his hands.. intertwine to the bases, he will love you forever. he was easy like that. 
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atdaggerpoint

soft and gentle even when his sinews were slipt for the audience in their theatre, his neck resting in the palms of their hands.. pushing, pleading, begging, pulling, rounding. he was like a lamb in a stockyard like that.. he was the Judas leading himself to the slaughter. 
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atdaggerpoint

he was a liar like that, always pulling forgiveness from the fragments of prayer even though it carved and gouged at his hands like a starved beast. fingers curled at the throat of sorrow, sleep heavy brow shows hes tougher than leather, and the strange inhumane faith in destiny that meets at his rib. at his worst, i fear. all bristle and bark. he was a dog like that, not knowing how to be touched without his canines bared, ears back, pulse so heavy. he isn't violent, just doesn't know better. this haunting started with hunger, bored and birthed by his own bloodied knuckles. 
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fluerdoll

⏔⏔⏔ ꒰ ᧔ෆ᧓ ꒱ ⏔⏔⏔

fluerdoll

⏔⏔⏔ ꒰ ᧔ෆ᧓ ꒱ ⏔⏔⏔
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fluerdoll

I adore you , you adorable little bunny & i adore our friendship .
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fluerdoll

I miss you alot when you're offline because I cherish each conversation that we have . our conversations are so funny & random but I love it so much . with you , I say the most random things ( the things that just pop into my head at like 3 am in the morning ) . I don't think i could possibly ever express how much I enjoy talking to you . you're just as weird as me & it's so fun .
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