In The End, Life Makes Victims Of

You Have No Idea How Many Times I’ve Been Barricaded Inside A Box In My Life. I Know It’s For My Protection. But That Doesn’t Mean I Have To Like It. (kiara)

Shutup, Lapdog, This Isn’t Your Fight, Either. Boy, You Better Counsel That Tongue Before You Find Yourself Without It.

My People Never Dreamed Of A World Like This. Of Having So Much Without Backbreaking, Debilitating Work. And Yet For All The Physical Improvements, People Are Still People. They’re Killing Each Other To Get More To Prove A Point Only The Killer Understands. Still Brutalizing And Torturing Each Other Over Things That In Another Hundred Years Won’t Even Matter.

Adron Always Had A Thing For Expensive Ho’s With The Intelligence Of Backwash. You Look Like You Actually Have Both A Brain And A Soul. (zarina)

And I Don’t Want His Body Touching Something I Wear. He’ll Contaminate It. (sasha) Oh, Good Grief, Sasha. Grow Up. You’re Four Hundred Years Old And You’re Acting Like A Whelp. It’s Not Like He Has Cooties Or Anything. (astrid) Yes He Does! (sasha)