he doesn't want to get used to this, this hate, this anger, but how sweetly it grips and how sweetly it lulls him away from fear. it is this the only thing still binding him together.
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' I ain't nervous . I got a bad feeling . you know the damocles sword ? that kind of thing . '
something he wouldn't admit to most people,, grumbling as he lets him fare .
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/ I absolutely fucking adore the responses to my angst starter from a few days back but work has been rough I'll get to it as soon as I got a moment to focus,, hmu in DMs if you need me