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She shed 33 pounds in a month! I am so jealous!!!

Ugh im getting some of this stuff before spring break gets here.

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april-asphyxia:

grudge.boom.
he’s..he’s touching the perfect..
xD

april-asphyxia:

grudge.
boom.

he’s..he’s touching the perfect..

xD

uggghhh ;n;

april-asphyxia:

im gonna fucking smash my head through the wall.
im so fucking bored.

im so sick of being in my house all the time
god fucking dammit.
ive spent litterally all day in my damn house.
suicide is in my very near furture.
im tired of the internet!
i need more excitement in my life.

-head desk head desk head desk-

It’s because you fail at phone, April.

april-asphyxia:

just got back from walmart.
got some stuff ive been needing.
like an exacto knife and a big metal filer.

gonna work on some jewlery tonite.
i wish the chains for necklaces werent expensive as shit.
caaaauuuse those are kinda an important thing
and i is has no moneys.

i also go some fruit.
cause im gonna start eating healthy agains.
yay C:

What kinda chains? I can probably make ‘em.

This is what I grew up reading. Try to top it, betch.

Hello, dear lady.

A lovely evening, is it not?

Forgive me for intruding. Perhaps you were intending to take a stroll. Perhaps you were merely enjoying the view.

No matter. I thought it was time we had a little chat, you and I.

Ahh…I was forgetting that we are not properly introduced.

I do not have a name. You can call me V.

Madam Justice…this is V.

V…this is Madam Justice.

Hello, Madam Justice.

“Good evening, V.”

There. Now we know each other. Actually, I’ve been a fan of yours for quite some time. Oh, I know what you’re thinking…

“The poor boy has a crush on me…an adolescent infatuation.”

I beg your pardon, madam. It isn’t like that at all.

I’ve long admired you…albeit only from a distance. I used to stare at you from the streets below when I was a child.

I’d say to my father, “Who is that lady?” and he’d say, “That’s Madam Justice.” and I’d say, “Isn’t she pretty.”

Please don’t think it was merely physical. I know you’re not that sort of girl. No, I loved you as a person. As an ideal.

That was a long time ago. I’m afraid there’s someone else now…

“What? V! For shame! You have betrayed me for some harlot, some vain and pouting hussy with painted lips and a knowing smile!”

I, madam? I beg to differ! It was your infidelity that drove me to her arms!

Ah-ha! That surprised you, didn’t it? You thought I didn’t know about your little fling. But I do. I know everything!

Frankly, I wasn’t surprised when I found out. You always did have an eye for a man in uniform.

“Uniform? Why, I’m sure I don’t know what you’re talking about. It was always you, V. You were the only one…”

Liar! Slut! Whore! Deny that you let him have his way with you, him and his arm-bands and jack-boots!

Well? Cat got your tongue? I thought as much.

Very well. So you stand, revealed at last. You are no longer my Justice. You are his Justice now. You have bedded another. Well, two can play at that game!

“Sob! Choke! Wh-who is she, V? What is her name?”

Her name is Anarchy. And she has taught me more as a mistress than you ever did!

She has taught me that Justice is meaningless without freedom. She is honest. She makes no promises and breaks none. Unlike you, Jezebel.

I used to wonder why you could never look me in the eye. Now I know.

So goodbye, dear lady. I would be saddened by our parting even now, save that you are no longer the woman that I once loved.

Here is a final gift. I leave it at your feet.

The flames of freedom. How lovely. How just. Ahh, my precious Anarchy…

“O beauty, ‘til now I never knew thee.”

april-asphyxia:

thinkofsomethinglater:

april-asphyxia:

thinkofsomethinglater:

april-asphyxia:

this reminded cassie and i of adam johns!
xD

Y’know…it’s really mean to call me a satyr just because I have hooves and know how to play the panpipes.
Words hurt, April…words hurt…

lmfao.you guys have matching scarves.

Excuse me? I don’t own a scarf. I own a pashmina shawl from the motherfuckin’ Himalayas.

..mkay.

=_=

april-asphyxia:

thinkofsomethinglater:

april-asphyxia:

thinkofsomethinglater:

april-asphyxia:

this reminded cassie and i of adam johns!

xD

Y’know…it’s really mean to call me a satyr just because I have hooves and know how to play the panpipes.

Words hurt, April…words hurt…

lmfao.
you guys have matching scarves.

Excuse me? I don’t own a scarf. I own a pashmina shawl from the motherfuckin’ Himalayas.

..mkay.

=_=

april-asphyxia:

thinkofsomethinglater:

april-asphyxia:

this reminded cassie and i of adam johns!
xD

Y’know…it’s really mean to call me a satyr just because I have hooves and know how to play the panpipes.
Words hurt, April…words hurt…

lmfao.you guys have matching scarves.

Excuse me? I don’t own a scarf. I own a pashmina shawl from the motherfuckin’ Himalayas.

april-asphyxia:

thinkofsomethinglater:

april-asphyxia:

this reminded cassie and i of adam johns!

xD

Y’know…it’s really mean to call me a satyr just because I have hooves and know how to play the panpipes.

Words hurt, April…words hurt…

lmfao.
you guys have matching scarves.

Excuse me? I don’t own a scarf. I own a pashmina shawl from the motherfuckin’ Himalayas.

april-asphyxia:

this reminded cassie and i of adam johns!
xD

Y’know…it’s really mean to call me a satyr just because I have hooves and know how to play the panpipes.

Words hurt, April…words hurt…

april-asphyxia:

this reminded cassie and i of adam johns!

xD

Y’know…it’s really mean to call me a satyr just because I have hooves and know how to play the panpipes.

Words hurt, April…words hurt…

This is why Cassie R can’t have nice things.

This is why Cassie R can’t have nice things.