FAITHSWINTER

i guess.. you’re the one that the weird pink haired guy calls marionette.

FAITHSWINTER

this endless abyss of planned schedules. soul after soul, what else is there left? nothing. there is.. nothing.
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hauntingmeIody

♪  ::  @FAITHSWINTER
            
            there was so much i was planning on too, if only death hadn’t taken me so early. but it’s already far too late to fix anything. even after death there really is no final resting place. 
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FAITHSWINTER

things you could or should have done, how you might grow old, the events awaiting you in your future, restricted to your imagination.. indeed, it is a torturous loop of time that will never cease. and it is the fact that it is endless that is so painful.
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merakiiz

why are you standing out in the rain?   your clothing is going to get wet,  marionette.

hauntingmeIody

♫  ::  @merakiiz
            
            now if you’ll excuse me. i’m going to go change. • emilio began to walk to wherever his room was, continuing to hum. his voice slightly echoing in the hallways. • 
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merakiiz

interesting.
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hauntingmeIody

♫  ::  @merakiiz
            
            i suppose you could put it like that ~ it’s more of being put into a trance than being mind controlling. 
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