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what good’s water for a lotus flower— those are already in water anyway, aren’t they?    ଘ(|lI.‸.)    and besides, water everywhere nowadays is seriously polluted eun—ie. you’re practically saying you want me to wither away here. it’s a tired analogy.    you know i hear them through your earphones, right, @evrythingisromantic? every single time. you bum yourself out listening to them and cry over how beautiful they are and i have to stay up and pick up the pieces by comforting you.   (and don’t even get me started on the cat videos…)

Heaven is a Home . . .  ⋆￣ (Wherever I’m with you) / @sympathyis, ͟ ͟ ͟ : huuuh?! but lotuses are so pretty.. even if you were a buggy flower i’d water you with all the love in my heart,  (ノ_<。)  i’m trying to say something from the heart here, you know!! besides.. those songs are just so beautiful, how could i not listen to them?

eugh—   i don’t wanna be a stupid, buggy flower covered in dirt.   “(ノ _ <,, )     you have got to stop listening to those sad ballads before going to bed, @evrythingisromantic, seriously. you’re talking in riddles. again. 

“DID THE WORMS GET TO YOUR HEAD SOMEWHERE IN THE PROCESS, HUH?”           the parasitic worm’s set her palms to feel numb and unusable, despite the signals sent continuously out to her brain; as though her legs have turned to petroleum, feet stuck in imaginary quicksand deep in the trenches of the city’s cracked pavement.           “YOU’RE TERRIBLE. TERRIBLE.”           @evrythingisromantic and her, worlds apart, stand under the crucifix of the moon in a battle between what's right and what's wrong— the panorama filled with nothing but willowed out city lights and her whines, as belligerent as a child. temples pulsate feeling a migraine come on. her hands tremble, her voice shakes louder.           “DON’T YOU SEE?      BETTING ON ME’S A LOSING GAMBLE. I DON’T, I CAN’T EVEN UNDERSTAND WHY—
            
            LET GO OF ME!”

A MALIGNANT CREATURE HAS CREPT UP AND FOUND HEARTH IN THE BELLY OF HER FLESH,     slithering its way around her rib—cage; developing a nest, harboring a home just as parasitic, healing itself of ailment, and striding towards the locked tomb of her ribs, caged and old and decaying. for a moment — it’s a gnawing apprehension, almost chilling — she’s scared to the ends of her minuscule arm—hairs. until it hits tiān zhēn: the creature’s been there since the beginning. an embryo, infested. a fetus, plagued. and it’s there that the creature’ll  stay for the rest of eternity. seep deeper. spit parasites to now un—bleeding organs.            “JUST HOW STUPID ARE YOU?!”              mania sits on the tongue, an overfill of venom wrapping around words as they spill past a set of tooth doomed to long decay. it’s not her that’s speaking.. is it? it rings so close to home. she almost recalls using the line word for word for another girl. in another lifetime.

so please, don't give up just yet, tiānzhēn!

*     Mwahahaha...

*      let me get eun-ae back up on here hold awnnnnnnn Hold Awnnnn..

*   @vol-108
            WHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE

任天真. Do Not Be Afraid.