He tastes like chocolate and mint, with a hint of bitterness and longing.
He looks like a piece of art, with a hint of imperfection and insecurity.
I gotta run a few errands and do some chores but then after all that I will be free to rp
In honour of all of our:
- misplaced -or- dropped threads
- deleted partners
- abandoned characters
- feelings of inadequacy
- abandonment issues
- forgotten asks
- dropped plots
- frustrated rp desires
You will never be forgotten-well in some instances threads have been-but only by some of us. Don’t forget you are loved….
If anyone’s online and wanna talk, that’d be kinda rad. Feel like I’ve been neglecting this blog
♥ ♥ ♥
"Oh really like who?"
"No one I know" she shrugged," just stories I have heard"
"Mhh!" She just muttered,before sating up."I-I am sorry for being the way i am know,but its.just i need to get use to the fact its just one big animal hunt here."
"and we need to stay alive"
"Yes i agree ,and thats something that will be my new drive i promise Z."
"Just don’t go overboard like I have seen people do."
Weapon nodded at her and tilted his head the same, “So, how you end up here in the first place? I could be wrong but you seem like a normal human, a good ole killjoy. No robot or squid folk. How you end up in the zones?”
"I’m far from normal" she said with a giggle," I…..I left the city about……two years ago. I think. So much has happened since then. Good and bad."