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*pins you down by the throat, kisses your forehead & calls you a pretty angel*
you wouldn't last an hour in the asylum where they raised me
27/30 days of Jung Hoseok ➝ 1/?? sets of dior!hoseok ♡ vid cr. outroher
Curt just constantly beats himself up for Owen’s “death”. He does something well in life? Well he couldn’t save Owen so what’s the point? Fucks up? This is why he got Owen killed. This is why Owen is dead
and it’s that. Constantly. For 4 years. He drowns in his sorrow and is consumed by his self hatred and rage because he let Owen die, he let Owen down. What type of a friend, what type or a partner lets that happen?
That’s not how that night was supposed to go, and Curt knows it’s his own fault it’s ended up like that. And he never lets it go, holds his loss so close to his chest like it’s keeping his organs from spilling out of his body before he crumbles and collapses on the unkept floor of the apartment he only took Owen to once, the same floors Owen graced with his presence covered with dust and grime from the lack of his loves heavenly light breaking through the dark clouds of the dreary space. Why should Curt get heavens light when he left Owen to burn in the building he let explode?
the one time i want my period to come early its absolutely nowhere to be seen 🧍♂️🧍♂️
Work in progress 😂😂
دارم میزنم تو کشیدن نقاشیای داستانی
این وسط دارم یه مانگا هم طراحی میکنم، با حضور بروبچه های بانتن😭🔥
Thinking about how Third Life was about suspense. Something is coming, we don’t know what or when, but it is on the horizon. You build a kingdom on shifting sand, knowing the ground is unstable but praying it will stay. It never does. The world was always going to crumble, we knew that from the start. The end was written before the beginning, we’re just here to watch how it happens.
Last Life was about dread. After seeing everything you built destroyed — with the image of your home on fire fresh in your mind — the world is darker from the start. You make bonds knowing they will break. You build kingdoms knowing they will fall. You create knowing destruction awaits. There is no peace, only the ever-building burden of the knowledge that this time won’t end any differently.
Double life was about fate. The illusion of choice is gone: you are bound to another human being, you have no control whether you live or die. You can try to protect them in order to protect yourself, or you can push them away - after all, what real duty do you have to each other anyway? Still you know that when it ends, it ends together. You cannot escape them, but somehow you still end up dying alone.
Limited Life is about inevitability. No matter what happens, no matter what you do right or wrong, you have an expiration date. No one is making it out alive. We’re here, watching the timer tick down, knowing this only ends one way. We’ve done this song and dance before, it’s only a question of what happens before the timer hits zero.
