Betrayal Was Bittersweet, An Unwanted Visitor That Lingers Too Long After The Party Is Over. But Hers

betrayal was bittersweet, an unwanted visitor that lingers too long after the party is over. but hers was something expected masquerading as something unseen, unwarranted. but he couldn't help the way he tip of his tongue pressed against the roof of his mouth, humored and intrigued by this falsehood. “ when are you going to take your chance, @itgrcl ? " there was a hint of sour feelings following throughout, bitter from his lost. after all, he always been the emotional one— and he refused to go down like a dog, by a head—lock.

[guy who genuinely fucking loathes himself voice] well on account of my charming and endearing nature. Of course

everyone is mad at me, and for what? i’m not the bad guy here. where was the sympathy for me when rhea literally tore my shoulder out of my socket and put me on the shelf for eight months? there wasn’t any. so you know what? eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth, a shoulder for a shoulder. this is karma at its very finest.

independent and private writing blog for liv morgan of wwe. kayfabe based only. will contain mature content, follow at your own discretion. penned by evie , she / they , 29.

@day1ish

He doesn't have enough brains for me to fuck out of him but whatever

@sickfcks

#the boys in a nutshell

it reminded him of those days where he was still a little boy who marched to the beat of his own drum, running down to the beach with a steel cage trying to catch as many crabs he could for dinner, risking his fingers along the way. it was nostalgic at its finest, and it made him miss those old days of just focusing on ensuring his sisters safety. after all, big brothers were their sisters keepers.

he sighed, for once— he felt relaxed. he didn't have to worry about someone trying to mug him, didn't have to worry about pleasing anyone out here other than himself. he could finally drop the mask, wear shoes that were his own. “ nah, i get it. the city isn't for everyone. "