Monthly Archives: December 2013

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akaikujixyaku:

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 He thought he was protecting her. He thought that he was venomous, and he knew that it would be best- someday. Eventually. Maybe. But that didn’t seem to be what he was thinking, as he after he’d said it to her, her gaze fell dark, and full of a sadness he had never known from her bright eyes. Because he was thinking that it would hurt her a little, that he would have to hurt her to make sure she would be safe, and if he had to lie and tell her things about her he didn’t believe for just this instance, if it would mean she wouldn’t keep holding on- that she would be better off someday, because of it- then he would. But he didn’t know that everything he said would be taken into the deepest part of her heart.

That she immediately knew that she had suffocated him, when she hadn’t. That she knewthat she had ruined everything good for herself, again, that she’d fucked up, she’d let him down, she’d been too much, she’d been too little. She knew everything that wasn’t true and she was so sorry for that nothingness.

Because to her, in that moment, it was real.

And she would beg, through her tears, please. Please no. I’m sorry, whatever I’ve done, everything I’ve done please let me change it. Let me make it up to you- Saguru you’re the best, and one of the only good things in my life, please, please, please, I need you, don’t do this. I can change. I can be anything. Please please please.

He couldn’t know that when he pulled his hand out of both of hers there was a part of her which did not only break, but ceased to exist. It was torn away from her, out of her heart, and off of her soul.

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I’ve broken up with her

I’ve broken up with her

I’ve broken up with her

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“You are a drunken idiot when you drown your sorrows in alcohol. You will never be a man if you continue going down this path!”

“That’s funny… I’m fairly certain that I’m already a man, and have proven such on several occasions and in several avenues. Drinking doesn’t make me any less of a man; it’s simply a coping method for issues that I’m otherwise unable to effectively resolve at this moment.”

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All of your friendships- every relationship you have and are building- the whole of it, of them- each one is hollow. You are pouring your love out for no avail, even though it they may seem to reciprocate your joy, your compassion, your care; it is an illusion. You think he cares about you? He doesn’t. You think she loves you? Who could? And even if, perhaps, he did, or she does, you’re incapable of giving them anything in return. You’re a husk. You are an empty shell, and you are, truly, alone.

“Heh…”

“…It seems that someone’s been reading my journal again.”

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realfr-nds:

DO YOU EVER JUST HAVE THE BIGGEST FUCKING CRUSH ON SOMEONE EVER AND YOU JUST KNOW IT WONT WORK BECAUSE THEY’RE TOO OLD OR  YOU’RE NOT GOOD ENOUGH OR THEY ARE TOO ATTRACTIVE FOR YOU SO YOU PRETTY MUCH SPEND WHAT FEELS LIKE ETERNITY HAVING THIS UNEXPLAINABLE FEELING FOR THEM UNTIL IT RIDS YOU OF THE SMALL BIT OF HEART YOU HAVE LEFT UNTIL YOU FIND ANOTHER PERSON TO HAVE THE SAME SHITTY FEELING TOWARDS

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None of the Kaitos or KIDs care about you. They just see you as a shiny new plaything and their interest will soon wane.

“Not that it’s any of your business… but… yes, I’d considered that, too. He always return what he steal, doesn’t he? Including hearts, I suppose. It’s… it’s not his fault that I… so willingly and foolishly fell into that trap. He has his own duties, his own responsibilities. I’m a liability. And while he has me, that’s one less detective on his trail… who, hell, may be useful for a good time now and again…

"It’s not as though I could expect him to really love me…"