⋆ — ❝ S C A R. ✧˖ ˚「 STORAGE ; V.III. 」

mochaccino · 08-13-2019, 06:56 PM

[align=center][div style="width: 530px; text-align: justify; font-family: arial; font-size: 12px; letter-spacing: .3px; line-height: 1.3; padding: 4px;"]i'm vvv glad that 4D4M is the character u picked to make it to tnw... i love the baby sm

Devilad · 08-13-2019, 07:11 PM

[align=center][div style="width: 450px; text-align: justify; font-family: nyala; font-size: 9.2pt; line-height: 12px; color: #000"]Awe, same hat! Same hat! I love the robo babey so much too!

Let’s just hope my anxiety / motivation doesn’t get in my way for long this time... c’:

DΔNIEL · 08-17-2019, 02:52 AM

[align=center][div style="width: 450px; text-align: justify; font-family: nyala; font-size: 9.2pt; line-height: 12px; color: #000"]Tracking

Devilad · (This post was last modified: 12-27-2019, 06:41 PM by C.S..)

[align=center][div style="width: 435px; text-align: justify; font-family: times new roman; font-size: 13.2px; line-height: 13px"]I. Limbs always trembling, never so sure how to carry anything, not even their own weight. Eyes on anywhere but eyes. Feels too intrusive. Too close. Look away. Go away. Head often lowers and hands shuffled together express passive attitude. They reek of blood and chains, but they promise they only have themselves to pin on. And they rarely promises. Rocks back and forth when fear sings to it. Shaky hands, heavy soul, they cry crimson. Stares at the unknown, oblivious to reality. Too many times, never ending habit. Feels like they’re dreaming. Floating. They try to touch whatever is out there to see if what's real and what's not. Please, don't make them go to the unknown. They hope they’re not tapping against a screen. Hoping hurts.

II. A little child and a little monster, in a vessel they can't ever tell if it they are truly on their own or someone else. Always, are they trying to scrub the sins off of their flesh, and yet, all they see is red. Red eyes. Red roses. Red lies. Iron teeth presses into tongue, they bleed agony and spills them on themselves, choking on agony, demeanour coats in cowardice. Celestial child with a voice and movements akin to a ghost—faint, but knowing—as their words and claws cakes with blood. Often mistaken for honey. Their pace is slow, and thickens with unclear emotions, but full of sweet offerings nevertheless. Flesh fragile from merciless bites of flames and oceans, thrown in by both strangers and loved ones. Despite it all, their heart still beats kindness, and that's what makes their tragedy a masterpiece. Let them weep and bleed. It's what makes them brave.

dismas · 12-16-2019, 02:12 AM

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marsy · 12-16-2019, 02:38 AM

(12-16-2019, 02:12 AM)dismas link Wrote: [align=center][div style="width: 345px; font-family: arial; font-size: 10.5px; text-align: justify; line-height: 8pt;"]b e a u t i f u l

Devilad · 12-16-2019, 02:59 AM

[align=center][div style="width: 450px; text-align: justify; font-family: nyala; font-size: 9.2pt; line-height: 12px; color: #000"]Y’all are beautiful too, I love you guys so much!!! <333

Devilad · 12-25-2019, 05:54 AM

[align=center][div style="width: 450px; text-align: justify; font-family: nyala; font-size: 9.2pt; line-height: 12px; color: #000"]Santa Claus, if you see this... Thank you so much... and may you have a bonetastic holiday...

**finny.** · 12-25-2019, 06:01 AM

:eyes: hemlo bb

Devilad · 12-25-2019, 06:43 AM

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My sunshine!!! Hello, hello, welcome!!! <33333