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fssociety-deactivated20170410:

‘’ You are not special. You’re not a beautiful and unique snowflake. You’re the same decaying organic matter as everything else. ‘’

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^{[ x ] her lips part, assessing the words. at one point in her life, she would have broken down crying. instead, there’s a sense of calm that rushes through her entire form. a careful blink and her smile widens. “if i’m not, then what are you?” the blonde asks her lifelong friend(?) from across the dinner table. one question lingers within her mind ( or perhaps his ). is this real? // @fssociety}

chuck palahniuk sentence starters. // accepting.

aniillusion-blog:

❝ I think there’s a flaw in my code. ❞

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         ^{[ x ]   the words you do tickle at her pink lips.   but this is elliot,  so her demeanor softens.   how does she say yes without saying something else?   that she wishes it were different.   that he were different.   because she doesn’t.   and doesn’t want him to think so.   if he were,  it wouldn’t be elliot.   not the one she knows.   and having constants in her life has always been important.   so maybe it’s a selfish endeavor.   she owns that.   her tired blue hues run along his features and they settle on his lips.   she pauses there for what seems like a millennium before carefully bringing them upwards.   angela has always hated how vulnerable looking him in the eyes makes her feel.   he’s known her for too long,  knows every nook and cranny.   her lips part.   “have you run the right tests?”   is what she decides to say. // @aniillusion}

halsey sentence starters // accepting.

darlenesfuckboy-deactivated2016:

❝ You can’t wake up, this is not a dream. ❞

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           ^{[ x ]   she hears the words,  but doesn’t accept them,  looking at his shoes,  next his pants,  next his cheap shirt and a sense of disdain rises in her.   one that normally wouldn’t exist,  at least not before.   finally they come to rest on his face and she just stares at him,  drinking in his features.   “i disagree,”   is what she permits to leave her lips.   “i don’t feel awake.”   angela looks away from him now,  floating gaze set on the wall away from him.   she’s done with that part of the conversation.   “where’s darlene?   i need to talk to her.” // @darlenesfuckboy}

halsey sentence starters // accepting.

Anonymous:

❝ Please stop, you’re scaring me. ❞ { darlen3 }

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           ^{[ x ]   there’s a moment as angela’s lips part and she can see the fear rising in the girl she deems readily familiar.   her shoulders roll back and she sends a breath through her nose, pink tiers pressing together now.   “good,”   is what she says first.   and then there’s an impish smile.   “maybe now you’ll learn how to take me seriously for once.”   her eyes darken considerably as she blinks yet again,  eyes running over the smudged makeup her friend-bordering-sister has on.   “there was an opening as a foot soldier.   it was take it or die.   i didn’t have much of a choice,  darlene.” // @darlen3}

halsey sentence starters // accepting.

dencuement:

❝ I don’t think he remembers. ❞

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           ^{[ x ]   there’s a languid blink as she purses her full lips for a moment and sighs,  looking away from elliot resting within the confines of her bed.   large crystalline hues cast upwards towards the woman before her, own palms clasped together at her waistline.   “he rarely ever does.   but this is different.”   a beat as she considers her next words, hues colliding with joanna’s.   “are you going to stay for dinner?”   the blonde asks politely,  the corner of her lip quirking. // @dencuement}

^{halsey sentence starters // accepting.}