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You have always been that prince charming that every girl deserves, but maybe, I ain’t princess and I am not deserving of that attention, of that love. Or maybe, I am just so used to being alone that ... 0 likes
Satu-satunya Tempat yang Tidak Ada Dirimu (2017)
Tahun itu, salju hanya turun selama beberapa hari di kota asing tempatku tinggal. Aku melihat punggungmu di antara kerumunan orang yang membeli cokelat panas di kedai untuk menghangatkan diri. Akan te... 0 likes
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Deep in the mountains behind the city of Cordema sat the Enclave, the work-space of the High Druid. A haven away from the bureaucracy of court. Built into a crevice in between two of the mountainsides... 0 likes
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Someone in the city is about to end their life, and I’m riding a motorcycle to their home to stop them from breaking the law. It says so right there in the book. Attempt to suicide? Five years. Plus f... 0 likes
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Someone in the city is about to end their life, and I’m riding a motorcycle to their home to stop them from breaking the law. It says so right there in the book. Attempt to suicide? Five years. Plus f... 0 likes
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People are annoying. Nieces most of all. This little one grew up on her parents’ smartphones and she runs up to me every time she sees me using the computer. Every time she shows up, she has just the ... 0 likes
Withered world..
Worlds withered and quite faded Thoughts become sand and dust By kzettergreen https://kzettergreen.tumblr.com/post/162138233078/withered-world 0 likes
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It’s shaped like a flower, but hangs derelict in the dark, larger than the Home Planet. As a moon swings in place, a small sliver of silver light grows upon the station, giving it shape and texture. A... 0 likes
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As soon as her eyes filled with tears I felt sick to my stomach. I hated seeing her so upset, I hated seeing her cry. “Hey, hey,” I said softly, pulling her close to me. “Everything’s gonna be okay.” ... 0 likes
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Lilting edge of mania bubbling against the tilt of grate and fate alike. It shouldn’t tickle excitement to the tips of her fingers, shouldn’t round the corners and chase the last of her sanity down to... 0 likes
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