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Temper your expectations of this world. But do not dampen your fire.
Mantra
“Do you think I don’t see,” he said, voice low, “that the past is devouring you, too?”
TO BE SEEN
Atrius, standing over my attacker, hacking into him brutally, strike after unforgiving strike, long after flesh was beaten down into formless gore.
Love language
Surely I was hallucinating, to think that Atrius’s presence, forever unbreakable, forever solid, forever silent, was now screaming—screaming in utter terror. Over me.
I’m giggling
“Tell me to stop.”
I LOVE THIS SONG
“You shouldn’t be here.” This time he spoke against my mouth—not quite a kiss, but the promise of one. I whispered, “Why?” “Because you make me ravenous.”
BDHWHAJZHHAJQKS
The last thing I remembered before sleep took me was my hand curling around his—a mindless impulse, like a compass drifting north.
❤️🩹
Strange, how being so exposed can make a soul feel so very safe.
