At the request of your dad you temporarily left your hive to socialize and try to get a quadrant filled. Currently you're living the life of a nomad wandering around aimlessly without a plan.
peanutbuttermiracles replied to your audio post: It was then that you realized that your mun may…
(( ;_; ))
*facepap* you can be the one holding his hand when he’s breathing his last pained and sorrowed breaths))
//a disgruntled Trodee stands outside the car, wondering which seat he should take//
It was then that you realized that your mun may never return. To be trapped in the frequent calls to war, to be forever blogging on his main, unable to return to you. Is this the end for you? Are your eyes finally gonna fall heavy?
For now you stare out to the enchanting landscape hoping to one day join the other trolls in their fun.
Your hand sliding down the cold window, you sigh.
Rock Solid-Conkers Bad fur Day
(Source: beemp3.com)
Everything hurts. Everything fucking hurts.
> Mourn the death of your favorite Highblood
If only you were able to tell her how much you idolized her before she passed.
