
canimaw ╯ the real stinky
yet you humor them anyway !!
otherwise you keep talking. youre just bored.

‘ you’re methods are by far inefficient ‘
OPEN . ╯
perches on. give him Leverage

let me meditate

YOU PRICK
SOMETIMES HATE CAN BE THE BEST LOVE !
i wrote a ask thinking that blog was another blog
so i wrote a answer to the wrong muse
and it was so well done
AND NOW ITS USELESS
‘ just take it easy. ’

red eyes danced with blazes of fire that bared teeth to his wrong doer. fine shadow woven metal clattered among the other. once beautifully defined grace collapsed to weakening body. trembling muscles. skin that burned. his own blood betraying him. he fought to remain in the most defined and proud posture he could bear.
however, just like his dignity, it fell gradually. falling to his own knee. one hand phasing through the metal upon his chest. feeling the heavy breaths drawing inward.
his gaze made of infernos rose to face the woman again. composed in her own sense.
‘ what have you DONE to me ? ‘
RAVEN LETTER : @swordspoison ╯ ADMITTED .
“You look mean” bitch I am. Move.

Another Zendra’s sketch
