strateuo:

“ Ha ha ha. I do, don’t I? Well, I’m human. What do you expect? Do you think we are all blessed with hearts of steel? Ha ha ha. Well, sorry to disappoint — a man can only take so much hurt. There you go again, talking like you know better… but aren’t you just the same? You’re just hiding behind this — mask, acting all tough. See, at least I’m not pretending to be something I’m not, at least I’m being honest with myself and with the world.” 

 soft features crinkled with hard edges of her muscles
contorting the face to disgust, and offence. cas’ stance
grew stiff and straight and a fire lit behind an intense stare.

                  ❝watch your tongue, fuckboy. grow some thick skin and stop
                          being a little bitch. it’s humans like you that bring yer species
                          down– weak, pathetic, spineless. always bitching ‘n’ complaining,
                          moping in their own shitty luck. shit happens, that’s life. it’s not going
                          to get any easier, might as well belt up 'n’ accept the fact tha’ it’s yer
                          own fuckin’ fault yer hurtin’.❞

 cas’ voice had slowly increased in volume, coming to a
near shout before catching herself. to think she was trying
to help— and this didn’t seem like the correct way to help
the mourning. good job, girlie.
                       
                         ❝i’ve been around for thousands upon thousands
                          of years t'learn this shit, so y'might as well get some paper nd pen and take
                           some notes. b'cause  yer life is significantly shorter. i ain’t wearin’ no mask,
                           fucker, m'just not sittin’ in a shit-filled diaper like ya. been there, done that,
                           and it ain’t easy, i know, but damn. it’s depressin’ t'see a good race go bad
                           b'cause of people who don’t want to get better.❞

strateuo:

“I am.” He says without shame. “I know… I know all that… I know I’m pathetic, but I can’t help it. I just can’t do this on my own so I’m waiting for someone to get me out of this slump… Think what you will, but this is how it is with me… I’m assuming… that you’ve never been in love?" 

              ❝you sound like one of those cheap disney princesses,
                       waiting for their prince to come save them. only you can
                       save yourself, kid. relying on people too much will ruin you.
                       i’ve been in love hundred times over, and had thousands of
                       lovers in all my years. it hurts to lose them, but it isn’t the end.
                       never is. there’s always something past that, and you’d miss it
                       all if you let it cripple you for too long.❞

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strateuo:

“You needn’t tell me that. I already know. But, does it really matter? If the fire within me has been snuffed out? Do people look for that in a man? Then what of broken men? Do they not get to have a chance of being loved as well?" 

             ❝a human with fire never loses it. they just suffocate it. 
                    a ‘broken man’ is but an idiotic excuse for people to feel
                    sorry for themselves, to mope in the dark like a pouting,
                    wounded animal. are you implying that you’re a broken 
                    man with lost love?❞

✝ • ✝ • ✝

strateuo:

“I’ve never really desired for anything…” Only her, the girl who has left him for the skies above. “… Guess that means I’ve failed then… huh?” A man who surrenders easily is no man, but a coward. Then, a coward he is. 

              ❝a man with no passion is a weak one, if one at all.
                    what a shame– you look like someone who’d have that fire.❞

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