—; 𝙽𝚘𝚋𝚘𝚍𝚢.
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⠀⠀like nibbles if he were a short, black-haired woman.
Of course the greater evil would never stop tempting her, but the road to hell is paved with good intentions.
All this had to count for something.
.. right?
All this had to count for something.
.. right?
November 21, 2024 at 2:37 PM
Of course the greater evil would never stop tempting her, but the road to hell is paved with good intentions.
All this had to count for something.
.. right?
All this had to count for something.
.. right?
She needed to be a good person. The realization that she was no better than the people she cursed would cause her mind to cave in on herself. She had to be better, by any means.
Even if that meant choosing a lesser evil just to survive.
Even if that meant choosing a lesser evil just to survive.
November 21, 2024 at 2:37 PM
She needed to be a good person. The realization that she was no better than the people she cursed would cause her mind to cave in on herself. She had to be better, by any means.
Even if that meant choosing a lesser evil just to survive.
Even if that meant choosing a lesser evil just to survive.
Maybe it was it normal to be so numb. She knew she was prone to overthinking. Other cities probably weren't any different. At least so she hoped.
A twisted thought, she realizes as fast as it had formed, but it was the only one that could save the image she had of herself.
A twisted thought, she realizes as fast as it had formed, but it was the only one that could save the image she had of herself.
November 21, 2024 at 2:37 PM
Maybe it was it normal to be so numb. She knew she was prone to overthinking. Other cities probably weren't any different. At least so she hoped.
A twisted thought, she realizes as fast as it had formed, but it was the only one that could save the image she had of herself.
A twisted thought, she realizes as fast as it had formed, but it was the only one that could save the image she had of herself.
The thought of it made her feel like she could taste the blood again. It was everywhere, always.
Just this morning, she'd walked by yellow tape. Worse so, she hadn't even spared a single glance. It was like seeing a car in the road or pedestrian on the sidewalk.
Just this morning, she'd walked by yellow tape. Worse so, she hadn't even spared a single glance. It was like seeing a car in the road or pedestrian on the sidewalk.
November 21, 2024 at 2:37 PM
The thought of it made her feel like she could taste the blood again. It was everywhere, always.
Just this morning, she'd walked by yellow tape. Worse so, she hadn't even spared a single glance. It was like seeing a car in the road or pedestrian on the sidewalk.
Just this morning, she'd walked by yellow tape. Worse so, she hadn't even spared a single glance. It was like seeing a car in the road or pedestrian on the sidewalk.
It remains strange. Her mind knows that one who regularly contemplates bloodshed cannot possibly be a good person, yet she considers herself one.
This city was filled with such wickedness that the mere absence of it stood out.
This city was filled with such wickedness that the mere absence of it stood out.
November 21, 2024 at 2:37 PM
It remains strange. Her mind knows that one who regularly contemplates bloodshed cannot possibly be a good person, yet she considers herself one.
This city was filled with such wickedness that the mere absence of it stood out.
This city was filled with such wickedness that the mere absence of it stood out.
