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Ariana speech about their own self-hate:
"You want to talk about hate?" Ariana smiled. The smile was geniunie but so was the tears pooling up, threatening to fall. They would reveal a person suppressed. A broken one. Abused to no end. Ariana's head lowered. The pain in their head dully trobed. "YOU WANT TO KNOW WHAT'S IT LIKE?!" The yell was a quiet loud. Ariana drew their golden rod and kept it close. A corner animal was all Ariana was in the moment. "YOU WANT TO NOT CARE?! LIAR! WHEN YOU CAN'T CARE, YOU WILL WISH YOU COULD! I SHOULD BE DEAD! YEARS AGO! I SHOULDN'T BE ALIVE. I DON'T DEVERSE IT! AND YOU WANT TO NOT CARE?! LIVE IN MY HEAD!" The screams and abuse was only verbal. Yet Ariana was nearing now. A whisper now. "Live in the hell of the Afterworld. Where your demons are real. Where all the wrong things happen." Yelling now "I WANT TO DIE BUT I CAN'T!" Ariana's words were visceral. Flowing like the floods of olden times nevergone. Tears still didn't fall. Yet, their nose ran. Wiping their face, Ariana spoke softly "I want to live everytime I die. And die when I live. But the pain is everywhere. I'm powerless." nearing now, Ariana pushed the person in front. Shadows hidden from spells now unraveling revealed a lack of sleep. Scars all over visible. Their clothes were scarred now. Shredded clothing hung on by straps. Long scars and short ones all over. A long one down the middle in the front of the body and a similar one of the back, rements of self-inflicted pain lived on the cage. Each finger was scarred as well. The two scars over the sholder blades were deep and bleeding. Ariana was bleeding all over. Tears halted by the need to put up an already destoryed facade. The trobe in their head grew. Nasuea overcame them and they halted for a sec. Looking around, Ariana saw the blood everywhere. No one was dead there expect for one. Ariana. A knife flashed in front of them. it grew into a sword. It had but one word engraved on the handle. "Love" it read. "So much love did for anyone. It got people killed. Happy, delirous fools prancing over alters of donkeys. All forgiven in the eyes of the naive." Ariana rushed forward. Bleeding, Ariana dispatched off their audience. Alone for once, Ariana now broke for real. Tears fell and aching emotions flowed. A white cloud of hate surronded the area. A malicous haze that would destory anyone in the real world. Ariana stopped once they saw the fog. Whispering a small spell, Ariana saw the origin spell. It translated to Hateful Fog of the Life-Dead. Fitting. Standing up, Ariana wiped their tears and bid farewell. A breakdown should never last long.
"You want to talk about hate?" Ariana smiled. The smile was geniunie but so was the tears pooling up, threatening to fall. They would reveal a person suppressed. A broken one. Abused to no end. Ariana's head lowered. The pain in their head dully trobed. "YOU WANT TO KNOW WHAT'S IT LIKE?!" The yell was a quiet loud. Ariana drew their golden rod and kept it close. A corner animal was all Ariana was in the moment. "YOU WANT TO NOT CARE?! LIAR! WHEN YOU CAN'T CARE, YOU WILL WISH YOU COULD! I SHOULD BE DEAD! YEARS AGO! I SHOULDN'T BE ALIVE. I DON'T DEVERSE IT! AND YOU WANT TO NOT CARE?! LIVE IN MY HEAD!" The screams and abuse was only verbal. Yet Ariana was nearing now. A whisper now. "Live in the hell of the Afterworld. Where your demons are real. Where all the wrong things happen." Yelling now "I WANT TO DIE BUT I CAN'T!" Ariana's words were visceral. Flowing like the floods of olden times nevergone. Tears still didn't fall. Yet, their nose ran. Wiping their face, Ariana spoke softly "I want to live everytime I die. And die when I live. But the pain is everywhere. I'm powerless." nearing now, Ariana pushed the person in front. Shadows hidden from spells now unraveling revealed a lack of sleep. Scars all over visible. Their clothes were scarred now. Shredded clothing hung on by straps. Long scars and short ones all over. A long one down the middle in the front of the body and a similar one of the back, rements of self-inflicted pain lived on the cage. Each finger was scarred as well. The two scars over the sholder blades were deep and bleeding. Ariana was bleeding all over. Tears halted by the need to put up an already destoryed facade. The trobe in their head grew. Nasuea overcame them and they halted for a sec. Looking around, Ariana saw the blood everywhere. No one was dead there expect for one. Ariana. A knife flashed in front of them. it grew into a sword. It had but one word engraved on the handle. "Love" it read. "So much love did for anyone. It got people killed. Happy, delirous fools prancing over alters of donkeys. All forgiven in the eyes of the naive." Ariana rushed forward. Bleeding, Ariana dispatched off their audience. Alone for once, Ariana now broke for real. Tears fell and aching emotions flowed. A white cloud of hate surronded the area. A malicous haze that would destory anyone in the real world. Ariana stopped once they saw the fog. Whispering a small spell, Ariana saw the origin spell. It translated to Hateful Fog of the Life-Dead. Fitting. Standing up, Ariana wiped their tears and bid farewell. A breakdown should never last long.
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