trust is

independent

princess azula

avatar the last airbender
for fools
set post 'the search' but open to ideas

est. 1/11/15
fear is the
SELECTIVE

MULTI-VERSE

SINGLESHIP

only reliable
TIME ZONE EST.

TRACKING:

#FAVORXD & #BORNLUCKY
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devoted soul and body to acroubat

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put the fire out ;; hello friends !

there is a very real chance that i will not be back on any of my accounts until next summer ! or at least until november/december breaks !

the reason is that i have started the final year of a v difficult school program and i need to do well ! so i will be focusing on that instead of my normal writing/roleplaying.

i’m very sad to go, and i will v seldom be online, but if you want to talk, hit me up with a skype contact request ! pls send one to ‘ginny.ow11′ with your url in your message ( otherwise i will block you ) and if we’re mutuals / friends i will accept ;w; i’d love to still talk to all of you until my return ! esp. if we had an au or a thread going !

thanks guys ! i love you all and i hope you have a nice rest of your summer/start to the school/work year !

  
“Being ‘alone,’
Doesn’t mean that ‘no one is around you,’
But rather, it means, ‘you are not connected to anyone.’”
— Jin / Shizen no Teki-P (Children Record commentary)

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cahannibal:

Get to know me;

Favorite female characters [6/7]: Azula

“My own mother thought I was a monster. She was right of course, but it still hurt.”

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notbecauseofvictories:
“from chrysopoetics, by notbecauseofvictories
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notbecauseofvictories:

from chrysopoetics, by notbecauseofvictories

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“When people say “recovery”, you typically think of returning to how you were before your illness. But there is no going back. You do not merely recover, but reinvent yourself. You become something completely different from what you were before.”

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the girl you love burns down buildings
and laughs while doing it,
her teeth gleaming in the fireglow.

the girl you love must have been
a goddess once, you think,
with the way her words
carry the dust of centuries.

the girl you love shoots up with
the boys in a dingy bathroom while
you sit alone in the living room
and try not to cry.

the girl you love dances
in the middle of the room, strands of
her hair stuck to her damp cheeks.
your eyes follow her movements like a prayer.

the girl you love is selfish,
moody, distant, helpless,
reckless, loving, beautiful, radiant.
she is everything, and next to her you feel 
you are almost nothing.

52 writings, #12 | (h.c.r.)

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