Just to get rid of these stupid mixed signals.
Yes I do still like you. Short and sweet. I’d appreciate it if you return the favor and stop this ambiguous stuff too, even if unintentional ^^
Yes I do still like you. Short and sweet. I’d appreciate it if you return the favor and stop this ambiguous stuff too, even if unintentional ^^
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How convenient that this sums up my feelings right now
How2become so hot in 3 years!?!? They should have gotten AnnaSophia Robb to play Clove for the luls. Reunion with Josh hutcherson too!!!
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I know he spends way more time talking about it than I spend thinking about it.
(Source: atheistme)
We sharpen our Swords. We have anointed armor. We do our daily devotion. We prepare for battle. We bond over the campfire. We ride the caravan. We live to save lives. We have an all-knowing Leader. We are warriors, we are one, we are family. I fall off unnoticed.
I am left unnoticed. I am left in the dark. I am all alone. I chase after their caravan. I can’t catch up. I must prepare for battle. I am beaten by the enemy, torn apart from limb to limb. I am not adequately prepared, blunt sword and cursed armor; my soul is in shreds. I try to resist. I am dragged back down. I can see the caravan. I call for help. I am left unnoticed. I see another girl that had fallen. I notice she was a part of our caravan. I call for help. I am finally noticed. I work together with her, I make it back to the caravan. I pull myself up, with the help of the girl. I stand there in awe, I am still unnoticed. I explain my situation. They celebrate.
They praise their Leader. They take credit for our rescue. They have “saved” two more people. They think of themselves so highly. They sharpen their swords. They have anointed armor. They do their daily devotion. They prepare for battle. They bond over their campfires. They ride in the caravan. They live to claim lives. They have a spiteful Leader. They are cowards, united as one.
We were supposed to be like family. I was left unnoticed. They continue on, cowards united as one.
We. I. They.
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