sentence starters; pvris - white noise

brcveclarkarchive:

• ❝ this isn’t violence. ❞
  
• ❝ this is just a war in my head. ❞
  
• ❝ don’t you try to run right now, cause baby i could burn you down. ❞
  
• ❝ you make your way into my veins, course right through my limbs and dig your way into my brain. ❞
  
• ❝ so when the second that you walk into a room, i can’t help myself from the things that you do. ❞
  
• ❝ oh you’re killing me right now. ❞
  
• ❝ i think it’s time you burn me down. ❞
  
• ❝ i love the things we do, when it’s just me and you. ❞
  
• ❝ you’re just a ghost of blissful feelings, a cloud of smoke that i keep breathing. ❞
  
• ❝ i’m losing you to the games in my mind. ❞
  
• ❝ don’t wanna open my eyes. ❞
  
• ❝ i know it’s chemicals, that make me cling to you. ❞
  
• ❝ and i need a miracle to get away from you. ❞
  
• ❝ and i’m not spiritual but please stay, cause i think you’re a saint and i think you’re an angel. ❞
  
• ❝ you give me something to talk about, that’s not the shit in my head. ❞
  
• ❝ you’re a miracle. ❞
  
• ❝ take in your chemicals. ❞
  
• ❝ i gotta stay with you. ❞
  
• ❝ and i’m not spiritual but please stay, cause you’re a glimpse of bliss a little taste of heaven. ❞
  
• ❝ you give me something to think about, that’s not the shit in my head. ❞
  
• ❝ i need a miracle to bring me back to you. ❞
  
• ❝ i know you’re gone now but i still wait for you. ❞
  
• ❝ who let you in? ❞
  
• ❝ you walk around like you own the place. ❞
  
• ❝ guess it was all my fault, i think i let you in. ❞
  
• ❝ never thought that i would feel like this. ❞
  
• ❝ such a mess when i’m in your presence, i’ve had enough think you’ve been making me sick, gotta get you outta my system. ❞
• ❝ it’s my house, and i think it’s time to get out. ❞
  
• ❝ it’s my soul, it isn’t yours anymore. ❞
  
• ❝ but darling you can’t stay. ❞
  
• ❝ haven’t you heard? i’m not yours anymore. ❞
  
• ❝ yeah you’ve got it all, but you’ve got it all wrong. ❞
  
• ❝ you’re a poor unfortunate soul. ❞
  
• ❝ oh i know, you make it seem that you feel whole. so they don’t know, you’re a poor unfortunate soul. ❞
  
• ❝ yeah you put on a faith facade, think you’re holy when you’re not. ❞
  
• ❝ i hate to break it to you baby, but you’re simply lost. ❞
  
• ❝ but simply calling out sins don’t bring you closer to god. ❞
  
• ❝ you’re just a ghost at most, a set of empty bones. ❞
  
• ❝ oh you’re all alone. ❞
  
• ❝ and you say that i’ve got it all wrong. ❞
  
• ❝ cause you just know, i’m a poor unfortunate soul. ❞
  
• ❝ you’re shallow and empty and filled with regret. ❞
  
• ❝ i think that chest must be heavy from that cross on your neck. ❞
  
• ❝ don’t think i didn’t notice. ❞
  
• ❝ it’s hard to be what you need through a static screen. ❞
  
• ❝ i’m watching. i’m waiting. i’m aching. suffocating. i’m breathing. i’m speaking. can you hear me? i’m screaming, for you. ❞
  
• ❝ day by day, i’m slowly replaced in your picture frames. ❞
  
• ❝ sick of the lack of signal. sick of the lack of touch. ❞
  
• ❝ can you hear me? ❞
  
• ❝ don’t blame your death, on the shit in your head that you claimed ate you like a virus for days on end. ❞
  
• ❝ i watched you decay, watched you wast away. ❞
  
• ❝ who’d you think you’d fool baby? ❞
  
• ❝ so go ahead, yeah just drop dead. ❞
  
• ❝ you’re out of line, buried yourself alive an expected to be fine. ❞
  
• ❝ your bridges are burning, and all the tables are turning. ❞
  
• ❝ what you give is what you get, and in your case that’s nothing but guilt and regret. ❞
  
• ❝ i can’t sleep, that’s when you’re torn away from me. ❞
  
• ❝ i’ll face my fear of the sunrise, when i wake up with your hand inside mine. ❞
  
• ❝ it’s hard to say good morning, when it’s followed with goodbye. ❞
  
• ❝ you make my world spin. ❞
  
• ❝ i’ll wait to see you again. ❞
  
• ❝ i know you’re dead inside, but you make me feel alive. ❞
  
• ❝ i’m the one with the ghosts in my bed, but they only come alive at night. ❞
  
• ❝ i swear that i’ll be fine in the daylight. ❞
  
• ❝ it’s my head not my heart that’s strayed. ❞
  
• ❝ i’m sorry i keep pushing you away. ❞
  
• ❝ why can’t you stay, up against these things i can’t see? ❞
  
• ❝ make me believe. ❞
  
• ❝ now you’re up against the ghosts in my head. ❞
  
• ❝ you struck a match, and left me to burn. ❞
  
• ❝ it doesn’t feel right, to feel the weight of your world in my spine. ❞
  
• ❝ you’ve had me going, out of my mind. ❞
  
• ❝ i wanna feel something, that’s not the touch of your breath on my neck. ❞
  
• ❝ i shouldn’t give in, but i let you win, i let you in. ❞
  
• ❝ i won’t let you in. ❞

_^DAISY.

     ❛ first― we need to work on your posture. ❜ 

she walked closer to lindsey, while placing her own gloves. she positioned her on the soft auburn training mat,  bending her knees slightly. 

             ❛ your feet need to be steadier or else your opponent will knock you down. ❜

once daisy moved even closer to the inhuman, a smile that looked more as a smirk playing on her lips. 

                       ❛ keep your energy on your core. it’ll help you even if the enemy is stronger than you  ❜

and with that johnson placed her hands on the blonde’s waist.  

          _{^{she bends her knees ;         the stance feels slightly UNNATURAL ,         but she sticks to it anyway .                 trying to make her feet steadier with her knees bent makes her furrow her brows slightly ,         but all her thoughts FADE when she feels daisy’s hands on her waist .                 “   steady feet ,         energy at core .                 got it .   ”                 a small nod is given ,         paired with the challenge of raised eyebrows .}}

_^WARD.

                _{“————– at a guess, it means there’s gonna be a riot. aren’t you supposed to be the smart one}??_”

         _{^{lungs exhale as she adopts a frown .                 “   you decipher anything else ?         date ?                 place ?   ”}}

_^DAISY.

❛ i was waiting for you. ❜
she said with a small smirk once she noticed the certain blonde in the training room.
❛ you need practise. i was going to start by placing you on a punching bag but―― i NEED to release some energy. ❜
the inhuman grabbed a pair of training gloves and threw one towards lindsey.
❛ lesson number one. sparring. no powers allowed. ❜

          _{^{hands grab the gloves ,         both smirk and raised eyebrows evident on face .                 fingertips spark from ADRENALINE for a mere second before she buckles down ,         digits forming fists around the fabric of the glove .                 “   we’re just gonna start swinging ?   ”                 slight apprehension ,         though she’s already got her fists up .}}

            _{^{HIT   THAT   ♡   FOR   A     FRAMEWORK !  VERSE     STARTER  !!}}

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