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⠀⠀ ⠀ ╱ before i get to replies from wülfric, please bear in mind. im drunk.
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lykhaos
[ THE BUNKER’S FLOOR became warm as she laid down on it, for what? Two days now? She stopped counting at hour 25. Frida looked at the steel ceiling, one neon light flickering. The hair around her temples was wet from her tears, the hairs around her forehead with sweat. Her hazel eyes? Were now blood shot from hours of crying, her lower lip split open, with dried blood on it from biting.]
Get out of my head…
[she whispered, trying to not make herself heard as she begged her memories to leave her alone. she was so pathetic. her body was so pathetic, forcing her to relieve that moment. the pain felt too real. it scared her.]
get out of my head…
[frida whispered again, her gaze stuck on that flickering neon light. then she felt a stabbing pain in her womb. no, no, no. her mouth opened, as if she wanted to scream. no. she couldn’t scream. she wasn’t supposed to scream. she was supposed to get over it. she said it was over it. until she wasn’t.]
leave me alone!
[the witch groaned, rolling over on her stomach, her nails scratching the steel floor underneath herself. then she felt it. that pain. that one moment who took her dream away. that pain who proved to herself she was still broken, still allowing those memories to take control over her mind and body.]
-humxnw3xp0n
" Just because I have fangs for canines doesn’t mean I’m some urban legend. "
-humxnw3xp0n
" Don’t touch my gun. I’m not responsible for you not knowing how to handle it. "
-humxnw3xp0n
" You have been staring for too bloody long— you act like you have never seen military before. "
orfays
you were all i could ever think about. but that was then, mizizi.
/ more angst for us
orfays
/ AUGH
orfays
experiment or not, mizizi. but leave elias out of this.
orfays
/ when will this hunger for raw, unrestrained anguish finally be answered?
orfays
enough. go away, wülfric.