Journey of Destitute
Journey of destitute by rahne kallon \*\*\* geo dropped to his knees, panting with exhaustion as his feet gave out. his body ached from the twenty-mile trek since he'd journeyed towards denver.
Midnight Bone (WIFWOLF)
I'll be poor and destitute in less than a year!" \>the beast stands up still holding her forehead, a defeated tone in her voice \>"oh screw you." she says with a wave of her paw. “you're too much trouble. being a werewolf is pretty cool you know.
Trish and Robert - ch1
I was flabbergasted, i had taken a student visa to the states, expecting to be destitute for the whole time, living off the small amount my student grant gave me. this would mean i could pay almost all my rent for the first year.
On the matters of the sunset
Praise be unto you, light of the destitute and disohonored.
Power Rangers SPD: Conspiracy (unfinished story)
For years, he had stared at the rough stone walls of his impromptu prison, whether it be sitting alone and destitute in his dismally-lit cell or working tirelessly under the lash of robotic guards in the mines.
I Dreamt of Wasps - Chapter 8
I could bond with children of the richest family members and be left completely destitute for it. they would be justified in leaving me destitute, too." "that's...how could they do that?" max said, staring at them.
Origin of the FinalGamer 1 - Collision With Fate
Everyone else was filtered out into the sewers and slums, like rainwater to a river, where there would be an overflowing multitude of the destitute.
Castrato
He looked to his father, a destitute, grubby thing, embarrassed to be in the presence of one such as myself. in my fine home, amidst portraits and instruments furnished by the school. his father nodded, told him to sing.
Despair, my Dear
Agony, sweet and pure, only as i break, my heart for you, so destitute, and distraught in your wake. solitude, shy, and timid, you plea to be hid from all. you built up, around us both, a dark and lonesome wall.
Planet Empire: Armored Chronicles
Quickly raining through the night only to leave the destitute and dying come wake. all of that now past what lay ahead made the visions of that long ago as a sweet dream of sorts.
The Weight Chapter 2
However, with all of the good things that the destitute provided, the negatives that were included in the package were right behind them to drag him down.
A weird vent thing, probably will delete later
I'm alone, alone, soul crushing destitution. it's enough to make me wretch, i already have. i don't know what to do with these feelings, i don't knoe where to go with them. perhaps this too is another futile attempt at figuring shit out