I was a constellation, you held me so tight in the orbits of your body. O' Father, I miss you terribly; too much that I've become a fallen star.. && although I inhaled your words and exhaled stardust, I cannot get this bitter taste from my tongue.
so im getting back into skype. if any of you wanna chat or talk about our creations add me @ pokekawaii
“I don’t know if I would say wrapped around my finger, Chrysta. But I’ll let you say it. ———Oh, now, don’t tell me you’re not enjoying the dresses I bring home. I don’t think I could take it.”
“I enjoy every second of it until you take it away for clientele. Some of it is too colorful for me anyways. you know me black over everything.”
As we near the close of the Victory Tour, our victors are finally met with sparkle and luster. What better than to go out with the epitome of luxury- a diamond-covered hood adornment that’s both sleek and elaborate, feeding that jewel hungry District 1 citizen in us all.
❝ what if i say i’d REALLY prefer not to go to octavia?❞
he felt herFEAR, it was hard to unsee it. or perhaps because he was used to be a predator, knowing when it’s prey is on it’s weakest. old HABITS never die, they say.
❝ honestly– what does a MAN has to do to simply get a work of ART on his back?❞
“well you don’t really have any say here”
( beware of districts one && two. ) that’s all that continued to echo through her head like a broken record. Her own pulse began to beat louder - the sound taking over what little Chrysta could hear.
