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aauugh haii info that I didnt put on my main rentry

  • i dont ever shut up ab vincharles
  • i am white (jewish! + ukrainian)
  • i am 6teen bodily^__^ i ageslide from 14-17, usually ab 15though
  • i id preetty highly w all my sources lolol try not 2 separate mefrom them
  • i am taken by xiao <3 haaiiii!!!!!! <3
  • usually talk like a 12 yr old boy who justy got his first "gaming laptop" (SPOILER ITS A SHITTY 2ND HAND CHROMEBOOK!)!)!)))!!!) mixed w suburban dad puns no i wont stop sorry................................
  • idk what else 2 put here read down for vincharles

Vincent looks down. He's barely holding up.
I take off my glove and reach out.
It's the only way of comfort I know.
In a corner of my eye, I see him blinking vigorously. Oh.
I want to take him away from this awful place, somewhere, anywhere-- but stop myself.
It's not my decision to make.
I don't know what he went through, or what his living circumstances are like.
Scarlett Eyler was right.
I know nothing about Vincent.
All I've ever seen was his blinding icon on the screen.
I don't know him at all.
Vincent smiles at me. I know what death feels like.
White is truly a cruel color.
"Ah. Uh. Well."
"See you in the Heavenly Kingdom?"
Hey, Vince? You don't have to do this.
Why become a god of some unknown place when you're the god of my world already?
Don't you know that space is empty?
Don't you know that nothing exists beyond this world?
Then, it occurs to me.
That maybe, he doesn't believe in anything.
That maybe, he made up that story just to convince himself it's going to be okay.
That maybe, all he wanted was to--
Vincent lets go of my hand.
"Vi--"
Too late.
I lose my balance and lean forward a little.
Fear overwhelms me.
I feel weak in my knees and stagger back, falling on the concrete floor, panting heavily.
In the end, I let go of his hand. I couldn't follow him anywhere.
I live for Mother. That's how it should always be.
I can't leave this world before she does. That's what I decided for myself a long time ago.
Scarlett Eyler's sighing behind my back.
She's muttering something along the lines of, "Good riddance", "Get back here", and "You idiot".
Didn't I take the pills?


I was so fascinated with the idea of him that I failed to see him as a real person.


[18:14] C: I'll be leaving to the Heavenly Kingdom soon
[18:18] charlotte: are you scared?
if you are, i will be there for you.
i'm your number one fan, remember?


"I thought I wouldn't mind losing my individuality if it'd mean getting influenced by yours. �klzzwxh:0124�


rooftop scene vincharles


Empty words and template phrases.
Neither of us can find comfort in each other's words.
Neither of us know what to do.
"I want you to live," I croak out, not to a corpse, not to an imaginary construct, not to a vacant shell, but to Vincent Fennell himself.


"are they loves" "worse" template, vincharles image is above it // godkillme
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