Survivor's Podcast
Vile bastard, hope he rots in hell." "well, i'm going to get my shit take out of the way: i think he could have been a good person, had circumstances had been better." "i disagree. i'm a former addict myself and i love my bros."
Ander - Chapter 5, Subchapter 64
_ luke cast his mind like a fisherman casting a net, hoping to catch something, anything, other than the gruesome events that had led them to this rotting tube of wood in the middle of the night.
Orelai- New Team
Drugs can alleviate the pain but can't stop the body slowly rotting from the inside out. "how'd you get it?" anton asks, wondering if it was okay for the newcomer to ask such an accusatory question.
First Arc: The Fallen Kings -- Chapter 5 -- (6/??) -- {They're Nothing Like Us}
But not us, we've lived in fear for the entire decade you all left us to rot here." "there was nothing sceptre could do.. or the bureau for that fact."
Ander - Part 6: Subchapter 90
He could feel the warmth of its breath on his neck, smell the fetid stench of blood and rot invading his nostrils. ander spun around and came face to face with the horror of his blackest dreams, a horror he had hoped to never see again.
Wizard101 CreepyPasta
rotting teeth and the sound of bones with rotting flesh creep at me and then, he pulls his shovel out of the ground and bashes at my head...
Ander - Chapter 6, Subchapter 89
He could feel the warmth of its breath on his neck, smell the fetid stench of blood and rot invading his nostrils. ander spun around and came face to face with the horror of his blackest dreams, a horror he had hoped to never see again.
Never Ending Skies -Part 3-
The smell of rot had quickly filled the room, forcing the aquatic blue dragon to back away and doing his best to hold back a gag. within this mess was a single hatchling, if you could call it that.
Same Old, Same Old
Through taking stock, i found a broken husk of a kid, a soul with no fire, and a mind filled with rot. i am helpless to my fears, and i am hopeless to my dreams.
Blackfish
I eat your dead fish that taste like rot in my mouth because i would starve otherwise. but love? forgiveness? you may have forgotten what your kind did to me, but i never will.
My Quotes. 2.
Then you will have to cut off your finger or let your finger rot.
Crymson Fira
If it weren't for her constant visits she would have vomited a long while ago, her stomach held as she covered her nose and mouth with a handkerchief trying to ignore the vile smell of the mournful, rotting bodies laid huddled in their cells and along the