MOVING TO DEFININGBRAVERY ( southern belle john is )
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like an icarus who flew too close to the sun; i was scorched and broken; and now all i see are the ashes of my tortured heart // chronicled by alixander
DARLING OPEN YOUR EYES LET ME SHOW YOU THE LIGHT YOU MAY NEVER FIND A LOVE THATS RIGHT
i'm tired of being alone
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“beggars mustn’t be choosers, dear gilbert…”
the soft southern accent fragile on his lips.
the words sounding foreign upon his tongue
he gentle pressed two pills into his dearest’s palm
※ “I cannot help the fact that you buy cheap hair ties so every third one that i try to use breaks, mon cher. if you bought good hair ties, perhaps i would only steal one as opposed to three when i am trying to tie my hair back in the mornings.”
“ you are always breakin’ my goddamned hairties
with your thick ass hair and your man yaoi hands ”
