#heavenskrystal

[bitmiscuous-a]

✝     ———-       ❝           you        know  ,                that’s        not         very           chritmas-y              of      you  …          ❞     @heavenskrystal

#heavenskrystal #† ╼ ❪ script. : the devil can cite scripture for his purpose. ❫

[bladedlegacya]

‘ i’m a different person now. ‘

❛         bullshit  .           ❜              violent       and         red         and         blunt  ,            cynicism       leaps        from        her        togue       like       jagged         glass   ,           promptly          hindering       the        discussion   .          ❛          you        might        have        tricked         yourself         into         falling        for         this        fairytale   ,              but         i’m          not         nearly        as        stupid  .            you        can      keep       spewing        this          garbage        into         a         mirror        how       many       times        you       want   ;          truth        is   ,          people          can’t          change         overnight   .              no        matter        how         much          they        want         to  .                ❜       

😈      JENNIFER’S     BODY      /      SENTENCE      PROMPTS   .       »        accepting. 

#heavenskrystal

[fangfucked-a]

‘ i still wonder who i would have been ’

poetry

        ❛  aye,  come  on,  don’t  do  that  to  yourself,  ❜  he  frowns.  he’s  learned  from  his  own  experience  that  wondering  about  that  just  leads  to  a  lot  more  hurt  than  it’s  worth.  getting  caught  up  in  the  what  ifs  and  if  onlys  never  seem  to  do  much  but  distract  people  from  their  life  now.  ❛  you  gotta,  like,  live  in  the  present,  just  keep  moving  forward  and  all  that  good  shit.  even  if  your  life  sorta  sucks,  ya  know?  ❜  

       he  shrugs  his  shoulders,  ❛  i  mean,  you  can’t  change  anything,  why  stick  to  thinking  of  scenarios  about  if  you  could  and  getting  caught  up  in  that?  ❜  maybe  that’s  just  him,  though,  who’s  he  to  say  anything.  ❛  or  maybe  it  works  for  you,  i  don’t  know.  just  don’t  get  too  stuck  in  the  what  ifs  of  shit  you  can’t  change,  you  know?  ❜

#heavenskrystal #❛ &. a sin i'll confess to release myself. / asks. ❜

[quietresistance]

@heavenskrystal     ——    cont.

She gives the other a shrug,  ❝ I don’t understand, either hon.  ❞

                ❝  YOU’D  THINK  I’D  BE  USED  TO  it  by  now,  being  a  journalist  and  all,  but  I’m  not.    It’s  so...  creepy.  ❞         A  shudder  ran  down  her  spine,  nose  wrinkling.

#heavenskrystal #°• ◊ we're all stories in the end —— ( v: modern. )

[cryptichealer-blog]

@heavenskrystal 

     Clarity was finished making himself a deal for personal purposes- well, drugs. Cocaine. But that didn’t really matter. What did matter was Clarity stopping in his tracks to see a young woman on the alley floor... blood pooling around her head and neck area. Sighing, Clarity decided he should be a good citizen and attempt to see if she was okay.       Crouching down, Clarity moved a hand to check the woman’s pulse. Luckily it was still there but it was quite weak though. What a shame. 

                “I’d hate to ask if you’re okay because you’re clearly not.       So I’ll ask if you can sit up at all.” 

#heavenskrystal

[hellscaped]

“Did you get bit by something?”

@heavenskrystal  ( meme. )   /   accepting.

          BLUE EYES are drawn down toward her arm,  already thickly coated with louisiana mud and then she looks back up to krystal.   “  a dog got me when i freed her from a barbed wire fence;  she didn’t understand i was helpin’ her.  ”   it’s spoken with a nonchalant shrug,  she isn’t bothered by it.   it isn’t the dog’s fault and it’s hardly a life-threatening wound.   “  nothin’ a little mud won’t fix,  ”  she adds with a small smile.   “  oh and the dog’s fine,  i fixed her up too.  ”   just in case the other woman’s curious.

#heavenskrystal

[horrorstorytm-inactive-blog]

––– ––  ‘  OH  ,  MY  DEAR  ,  ’  MOIRA’S  FINGERS  ,  ONCE  RUNNING  A  cloth  against  the  silverware  now  ceases  as  she  glances  up  at  Krystal  .  ‘  I’m  afraid  you’ve  gotten  yourself  into  much  more  trouble  than  you  realize  ,  ’  she  sighs  ,  only  too  continue  with  her  chore  .  ‘  You  poor  thing  ,  ’  @heavenskrystal

#heavenskrystal #*&. moira thread .

[bitmiscuous-a]

you met me at a very strange time in my life.’

it      smiles  ,                   that          all - knowing  ,          boyish  ,           feeble        hint        of        genuine         joy          that          wrinkles         at        the        corner           of         his         eyes        &         mouth .                  ❝           i   don’t    think            you’d       have       met        me        at        all     otherwise   ,              red .                      i’m  ...         a       very       strange       stranger  .               ❞

SOFT ANGST STARTERS .         ( status:   accepting. )

#heavenskrystal

[ivorytouched]

here is a snippet of the novel i copy and pasted from my other blog. so that's why it is in caps 😋 @andtragedy @mallocry @heavenskrystal ( thank you guys. )

YOU ARE AT THE FRONT DOOR WITH TWO OPTIONS. IF YOU WANT TO HOLD HER HAND PICK A, IF YOU WANT TO KISS HIM PICK B.

IF YOU HAVE PICKED A READ ON, IF YOU CHOSE B WAIT FURTHER INSTRUCTIONS.

YOU GRAB HER HAND , SHE HAS A SWEET SMILE AND YOU TRUST THAT SMILE. YOU BOTH GREW UP HERE AND BOTH ARE INTIMATE WITH EACH OTHER. AND SO YOU TRUST HER. YOU FOLLOW HER, TO THE KITCHEN WHERE  SHE IS PREPARING FOOD FOR YOUR WAY HOME, OUT OF THIS PLACE YOU ONCE CALLED HOME. SHE IS LAUGHTER PICKED AND SUN DRESSED AND SHE CALLS OUT TO YOU. “I AM MAKING YOUR FAVORITE.” YOU SMILE BACK, HAVE SOME SHE SAYS AND YOU AGREE. SHE KISSES THE TOP OF YOUR FOREHEAD AND YOU EAT. AND YOU EAT AND YOU EAT. THREE TIMES YOU EAT AND THREE TIMES SHE FEEDS. DO YOU LOOK OUTSIDE?  IT FEELS LIKE WINTER’S FACE HAS COME EARLY TELLING YOU TO BE CAREFUL, BUT YOU DO NOT HEED AND YOU DO NOT CARE THE FOOD IS GOOD. AND THE PLACE IS COMFORTABLE. AND BEFORE YOU KNOW IT YOU HAVE DRIFTED OFF TO SLEEP. YOU WAKE BACK IN THE BEDROOM YOU HAD PACKED ,  AND NOW WHEN SHE COMES TO YOUR ROOM YOU SEE HER SMILE FOR WHAT IT REALLY IS.   IT IS SERPENTINE AND MAZE-LIKE, PEELED BACK IT SHOWS DESPERATION AND  A NEED FOR YOU THAT YOU CAN NOT STOMACH.. YOU WERE TRAPPED IN IT , TRAPPED IN IT’S LIES OF FINALLY LETTING YOU GO AND NOW YOU CRY BUT ALSO REMEMBER THIS GIRL. SHE IS NOT A GIRL OF ACTUAL BODY BUT A DREAM YOU HAD ONCE DREAMED IN THIS HOUSE’S WALL.  

YOU WERE WHAT 14 FIRST LEARNING ABOUT LOVE FROM BOOKS AND YOU HAD DREAMED UP A GIRL FOR YOURSELF. SHE WAS SUN DRESSED, WITH WIDE EYES AND BROWN SKIN THAT WAS LIKE YOURS AND NOT THAT OVER-WHITENESS BLASTED OUT IN THE MEDIA.  AND SO SHE HAD FITTED HERSELF INTO YOUR HEART, AND YOUR MIND WELL AND HAD DONE WELL TO MAKE SURE THAT YOU WOULD NEVER LEAVE. THIS HOUSE KNEW YOU WELL, IT KNEW YOUR DEEPEST SECRETS FOR 18 YEARS , IT NEW HOW TO GIVE YOU WHAT YOU WANTED, HOW TO CHANGE TO MAKE YOU INTOXICATED,  IT NEW YOUR INSIDE FACE AND IT FOR YOU TO LEAVE WOULD BE THE MOST DIFFICULT THING YOU HAD DONE. AND SO YOU CRY AND CRY AND CRY. THREE TIMES YOU CRY, THINKING OF HOW YOUR MOTHER WOULD BE BEARING THIS ONCOMING WINTER WITHOUT YOU.

“ I AM SORRY MY SUMMER CHILD,” SHE SAYS. “ BUT WITHOUT YOU THE HOUSE AND I ARE NOTHING.”  SHE KISSES YOUR HEAD AS YOU TRY TO TURN IN YOURSELF , TO BE AWAY FROM HER AND ALSO THEY OTHER’S COME AND THEY KISS YOU IN PLACES LEAVING A DESIRE IN WHICH YOU’D LIKE TO DIE.

CHOOSE AGAIN OR GO ON WITH THE STORY?

#writing ( tbd.) #ᶰᵒ⋅004 ― ❪OOC ❫ /. BATTERED IRON ; FALSE MAN.