Sometimes Acsia wished she was invisible. Nothing ever came to her with good luck. Luck was what she had depended on to save her from monstrosity, insanity, and sinning. The three things she had vowed against were squeezing their way into her mind, although she didn't care. The shy femme couldn't help but stare, choking on her own words and tears stained her cheeks and even darker shade of grey. She had left all she had cherished and loved so much-- and for what? Her own selfish claims on how she was smothered and squished and no one ever left her alone. She really wished she hadn't have said that. She remembered Mark's face when she had shouted how much she hated them, she remembered the very detailed face of his future hole in his heart filler Ana, a grin plastered in her face as she brought the young girl's spirit down to the depths of Hell. Sitting there and crying softly, she regretted how far she had come and how lost she would be if she tried to go back. She wanted her boyfriend back to cry to him, she wanted to see her parents again and give them all hugs, she wanted to go home. But that wouldn't happen. She sniffled, staring at the already diminishing puddle of tears and realizing how pathetic and pitiful she looked. Even the passing birds seemed to pity the girl, watching as she stood and called,
"Is anybody out there?" She heard it echo for a minute, hoping someone would reply. Damn, she regretted her decisions. Was she going to turn back this far? Not even close to a yes.
i am the world's official turkey bird. fear me. <3
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