Just me posting another full body picture
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Chapter One - it comes in waves
Pain
He has been in pain for nearly a year… Pain is nothing new.
He takes a breath. The pain intensifies, radiating out from a spot in his chest. He winces. This is a different kind of pain. He breathes again. Again the pain deepens, almost to a point of being unbearable. He groans out against it. He feels a hand on his shoulder, gently pressing him down. He hears a muffled voice. “Be still… before you reopen your stitches…” it says. The voice almost sounds familiar. If he could only open his eyes. Why can’t he open his eyes? He tries to force the seemingly sealed lids apart. Useless. “Rest Edward. Just rest.”
Who are you? He wants to ask. But his mouth proves as useless as his eyes.
Tired.
He is so damned tired. He has been tired for so long, but this is too much. He feels heavy with exhaustion. Like his body weighs a million pounds and he can’t even lift a finger. A hand – he supposes it's the same that was on his shoulder – is now gently running a cool rag over his forehead. A second is clamped firmly around one of his own. He wants to squeeze it; perhaps even snatch away from it. He just wants to move, or speak, or scream, or cry. Something… Anything. Instead he continues to just exist. Tired, and in pain. While this invisible presence cares for him.
https://archiveofourown.org/works/39474684/chapters/98798883
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I just consumed 17 packets of FunDip not including like eight of the sticks. Let’s get to work on this chapter draft.
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I hear my cats destroying things but I just can’t be bothered. That’s a problem for tomorrow me
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Being dummy thicc has a price
-me, looking at my stretch marks in the mirror
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Remember that time two of my pets died the day Unus Annus ended.
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Bought this set at least three years ago. I have at least three more unopened sets as well. So instead of washing my 10’000 makeup brushes we’re gonna open her on up and add to the mountain of dirty brushes. Because I can.
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The knowledge and self awareness your vice won’t help
The self destruction to not care
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Just repierced my helix lol
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This decade has not been my roaring twenties so far, but it sure has been rawring
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Soooo there’s this P03 blog that briefly entertained the idea of Pebbles and P03 meeting
Aaaand I took it and ran with it
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Another think I just realized:
Y’all ever notice how they forced the ‘Old Moon was just an abusive prick’ rhetoric and then they killed off the person Old Moon died for?
Like the entire reason Old Moon died was to give KC a chance at life and they just killed KC off in under a year. Almost like they’re getting rid of any traces of Old Moon, dontcha think?
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If I keep up this 11pm-5am writing spree this week I’ll have a new chapter out for Christmas. That’s the goal. Wish me luck I’m swaying in my seat right now.
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