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๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ฆ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐, thy precious ๐ต๐ฟ๐๐๐ท, shall never lose its power. till all the ransomed church of ๐๐๐, be saved to ๐ฌ๐ข๐ง ๐ง๐จ ๐ฆ๐จ๐ซ๐.
ยนโธโ OUTLAST
Joined April 2020
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https://t.co/ol7DTAhLO2 ok end of the scheduled music break. i'm gonna work on some replies for you lovely folks
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https://t.co/ol7DTAhdYu taking care of Wernickeโs catsโBehemoth, Dinah, and Pangur Ban. (art by my friend gl00mypig on tumblr ๐ฅนโค๏ธ)
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https://t.co/ol7DTAhdYu alice's trials verse pinterest board
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i stared down the ๐ฌ๐ฎ๐ง. i looked into the face of god and said๏ผ"๐๐๐๐๐." and my reward is the mirror. [...] you have to die and be reborn if you want to teach your children to die and be reborn.
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the hand still shook at intervalsโeven now, bandaged up as it was. just thinking about it pisses her off. she tucks it closer to her stomach, away from her own eyes. the smile fades into the silence that follows.
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she really doesn't know anything about waylon park at all. just like she doesn't know jackshit about simon peacock, except that he had taken her index finger away on the hand she used to draw.
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if she likes paramore, alice thinks to herself, and if she actually kills someone responsible for her current situation, she might learn to live with lisa park. โi didn't know you were married,โ alice supplies as she picks at a loose string on the seat. โshe... sounds cool.โ
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he speaks about his wife with a fondness that reminds her of her father when he talks about her mother. a mere word was sufficient to conjure the spirit.
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the faint smile still curls the corner of her mouth slightly. alice watches him tap the rhythm on the steering wheel to fill in the blanks supplied by their silences.
Did he think about any of this? Poor planning. Fuck, when has it ever been /good?/ ] When we get up to Nevada. Lisa, that's her name. She's going to kill me.
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a glimpse of long blonde hair vanishing around a corner is the only tell to her presence. alice keeps to the shadows, breathing muted. mary janes creak, skirts rustle. a wrong turn, a service door, and a lockpick. curiosity sometimes killed the cat.
soft chittering in dark hallwayโ whispering in foreign tongues as arm settles on sheath. posing, glancing around ecstatically. someone is close . . salvation is near.
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