[And right now she can't help it. This bitterness at least will last for a long time around him.] Probably worse pain than a bullet, huh?

[... Also dabs.]

[Sits back somewhere, laughing at Iris' words, but trying to cover it with a hand.] Boob job and tramp stamp...damn.

Relatable. x.com/exsavixur/stat…

Same. x.com/exsavixur/stat…

Nyx is lying. [Goes back to putting more whiskey in her coffee. Noice.] But thank you. I am perfect and you both suck. Cheers.

[Mutters to herself] I can guarantee life doesn't get any better after dying.

I took the bullet for all the wrong reasons, I’d just as soon kill you myself, I say.

I surrender my desire to be healed. The blurriness of being alive.

[Stares at her black stained cheeks.] I'm...leaking? Oops. [Wipes her cheeks.] Ah, well. Undead symptom, I think.

[It's far too hard to sleep at night. The need for it grows throughout the day. The sun bothers her...and the leaking. . . . Oh well.]

Ah, you know. Body does weird stuff sometimes. [She doesn't seem bothered by it at all, and she isn't.]

//MAN does that tweet take me back to the time I RPed w/ a Luna bout Crowe escorting her & not dying😭 I eventually lose muse for that thread

// *lost, even That was a long time ago when my Crowe muse was thriving.

// Wowie first Atlas hurtin and Crowe's just cruising here being part Scourge that might...Evolve idk yet shsjsjjs

HE'SACHICKEN— [Coughs loudly.] Excuse me.

I'm still alive. Shocking, I know, but—there ya have it.