hey, i moved.

i’ve also – decided to simply reboot stefan. i’ll be moving blogs next week.

          i’ve decided to put owen and peter on an indefinite hiatus. anyone i’d written with there is more than welcome to come talk to me about it. should the want for threads return to those blogs, i will as well. if anyone, of course, comes to me saying: “hey, i wanted to write a thread with peter, so i made you a starter,” i’m 99.9% positive that i’d be willing to reply. i’m just not going to sit on them. cool? cool. i hope you all can understand.

centricism.

FUCK. 

          a rhythm’s fateful D I R G E led him to stand upon a frequented precipice. it is where he balanced, then. temptation pulled forward, as a wavering control tugged back. piqued senses attuned to the finest nuances in scent; he’d begun to S M E L L it. the blood. it was everywhere, & it might as well have been all over him. 

          there’s a moment, here -- now: when c o n t r o l wavers upon the will of a whisper. it is dark, & it is UNKIND. the beast inside is -- R A W, carnal. deadly. & this electrical hunger begs to consume. webbed veins flare out in every direction under a darkened gaze ...

          he’s losing.

        ″ — i ca- .. i can’t do this. i can’t be here. ‶

reminder that i am currently in the process of moving.

such a process entails painting, carpet/hardwood installation, actually packing, talking to one’s cat reminding him that the litter box will be in a new location entirely, reminding oneself that packing is - truly - a necessity because the clock is ticking and because moving … requires packing. : )

✝ REBEKAH.

          okay. like this if you’re serious. if you’re 100% down for really hashing things out. diggin’ deep. i want meaningful threads. the real deal. i need them on this blog again. i’m serious. only like this if you’re willing to commit to it. because, i’m in.