Time and time again, I’ve found that I’ve deceived myself. Told myself lies, masked them as black truths. In the corpse I’ve grown in I noticed the withered lilies, the rotting tongues, the black fingers bitten to the bone. I’ve known of death since I was a young boy. And there are times I wonder, if death knows me.

          { AU • 18+ content • WARNING ! TRIGGERING CONTENT • Selective • me, myself, and I are buds waiting to bloom in the fires of my damnation } 

“Even in rainier areas, where dust is less inexorable and submits to brooms and rags, it is generally detested, because dust is ( N O T   O R G A N I Z E D ) and is therefore considered aesthetically bankrupt. Our light is not kind to faint diffuse spreading things. Our soft comfortable light flatters carefully organized, formally structured things like wedding cakes with their scrolls and overlapping flounces.It takes the mortal storms of a star to ( T R A N S F O R M ) dust into something incandescent. Our dust, shambling and subtractive as it is, would be radiant, if we were close enough to such a star, to that deep and dangerous light, and we would be ( R A V I S H E D ) by the vision—emerald shreds veined in gold, diamond bursts fraught with deep-red flashes, aqua and violet and icy-green astral manifestations, splintery blinking harbor of light, dust as it can be, the quintessence of dust.” ― Amy Leach, Things That Are

                   DONT PLAY WITH THEM, DONT TOUCH THEM.                                          THE EARTH IS SHIVERING.

In my time here, I’ve had the pleasure of being able to watch over the stars that light up my sky. And while some have since lost their shine, others have continued to radiate brighter and brighter as the nights have passed. All of you, both past and present, are apart of my galaxy and I truly hope that it can continue on this way. As always, thank you for lighting up my dark nights with your presence and may the stars guide us home. 

“You can be the moon and still be jealous of the stars.”   ✩✩✩ Those whom I admire from afar 

“For my part I know nothing with any certainty, but the sight of the stars makes me dream.”  ✩✩✩ Those who’ve illuminated my sky 

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Created a new account for my old muse (as well as faceclaim). I don’t know when I’ll be coming back to Dawn (Sooyeon) but right now, I feel like I need to start fresh. I’ll be on and off right now to do some replies when they’re being sent to me or inbox things. But for now, I’ll be on my new muse AND if you’d like to continue roleplaying with me, just hit me up and I’ll send you on your way.

&&. it’s been only about 4 months and I am somewhat kinda very amazed that I’ve reached 300+ followers already, despite the fact I .. tend to not really follow people first. So this is really a goal and I am excited!! It’s been 300+ for a while now but I never got around to actually do one because obviously.. I suck at graphics but I don’t let that stop me now. so we shall begin. 

saintguts - chevrefeuillex - mxnsuga - avchie - flvneur - pvrkjmin & kimdevl!!

no-zomi - daphnyx - takeshies - daekan - genesxis - floradawn - kvhyng - mdpvrk - confictvra - eternalsilxnce - alleiore - dulcisfemina - yumipng - cleoptara!!

consilian - opulentz - xkkit - beyondreflection - gongiu - rvlapse - gttkwng - ntonic - astrinae - iinfinitized - raraaviis - kwnah - inflvmes - shvndw - chiaso - blaucs - hyerculez - hyunado!!

* EDWARD HOPPER’S SUMMER EVENING, 1947. OIL ON CANVAS !

so ultimately, i’ve reached a certain amount of followers that i’d like to recognize a number of them for their conviction in writing, character development, and simply just being magnificent ! which is splendid, and yeah.. i don’t know what else to say other than making this another big thank you, really. alrighty, let’s move on. i’m particularly close to these people, whom i enjoy their company both in character and definitely out of. i feel that we’ve enclosed on a pretty neat bond that i wish to keep, let alone writing together for as long as we canー so i also admire your writing, your characters.. all that ! nonetheless, i think of these people as my friends, despite my late responses whether on aim or even for our on-dash thread.. yeah.. haha.. [nervous laughter] love y'all..

next, the following list of blogs are writers that i’ve spoken to, perhaps briefly or not, and have admired their work. i wish to also write with you in the near future if we haven’t, let alone talking to you more and getting to know you out of character !

last but not least, i’d like to acknowledge these people for simply making my dash worthwhile and even making me want to interact with your muse ! unfortunately, i work at a slow pace and can only take up a certain amount of threads, but i really do hope that we’ll be able to write together in the near future (in which i have yet to respond to some of your plotting messages). thank you !

once again, this is another big thank you in terms of gratitude for making my roleplaying experience by far an enjoyable one !

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Thankfully, the red was slowly beginning to fade from his cheeks and he could feel his temperature returning to normal. Unlike his mother’s, his ‘rosy complexion’ didn’t last long. It came and went, but it was definitely just as noticeable. It made him seem much more youthful than his actual age, which was a disadvantage now, but would benefit him as when he began to age. Amos nodded, responding to her question with another. 

“It is. I mean, healthy means happy right?” 

“Healthy doesn’t always mean happy. Perhaps a happy body but the mind can be an awful place for some human beings.” 

A slight smile appeared as she raised her eyebrow.  And she knew it was true though half of the time, the mind was also full of lies and insecurities. Unnecessary thoughts and concerns. It was often best not to think much about whatever is running through one’s mind but some... some refused to do so. They absorb themselves into those kind of thoughts, allowing themselves to be destroyed and often left dead because of them. Shrugging lightly, she parted her lips as she suddenly got curious. 

“Out of curiosity.. but doesn’t color in one’s facial features also mean that one is healthy too?” And that was clearly directed towards the male’s rosy complexion, the color that Dawn was growing to adore due to being able to see it with her own two eyes.