A gurgling chuckle came from behind him; Jonas had heard it often enough to know that it signified something as close to laughter as the creature ever got. “Yet you believe those things won’t come if you serve your Lord? You know what they say about the road to Hell, Judas.
Kaine AndrewsTag: irony black-humor ioudas
C’mon, sweetness. You don’t have to run. I won’t hurt you.”
A pause, as though he was contemplating.
“Much.” he amended, punctuating this last with a high-pitched tittering laugh that seemed to settle at the base of her neck like a giant insect, making her grind her teeth.
Tag: cruel taunting black-humor woken
What is living? Forging memories. What is dying? Forgetting them.
I never die.
I'm so scared of commitment that I even hate stickers. I mean, once they're stuck, that's it. No going back now. Stupid stickers.
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