people speak of hope as if it is this delicate, ephemeral thing made of whispers and spider's webs. it's not. hope has dirt on her face, blood on her knuckles, the grit of cobblestones in her hair.
https://t.co/PIGqG9HuOD every time i log on this account i just see banter, crack, yet another hunger games, etc — nothing really serious. it’s kind of disheartening because i originally joined this verse to write longer, more serious threads.
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@ODETOZAUNSWOLF https://t.co/W3HfIGtwIY I LOVE YOU SO MUCH, AMORE ‹𝟹 have a happy new year and i'm so thankful for you! ( myth is cooking right now but i'm gonna tell her to look )