#brokenwords

By the time the last call rolled around, Bucky’s final pair of (airforce blue, gold trim) shorts were stuffed so full of bills, he was stuffing them into the harness strapped across his chest. He’d been working the crowd all night, glitter and sweat making his skin shimmer as he teased. 

Steve hadn’t been able to take his eyes off of him, especially not knowing that as long as Bucky didn’t change his mind, Steve would get to spend the night touching instead of just looking.

for Trip Down The Strip by @brokenintowords 😇 YES, it’s a stripper AU, and it’s absolutely, gloriously... soft 😁

if you are,

Then you aren’t in love.

How cruel must you be to remind them at every chance you get how your life will be much better without them?

I know you're weak and we can't be doing this.

I can't be around you because of all that we've been through and yet, I hold so much compassion towards you.

It's a constant war in my mind and heart.

One must do what the other repels to do even if it hurts.

I don't like who I've became around you.

I know that I am not her but you bleed me till I bring her out. I feel like a monster telling you of things I need that I know that you can't comprehend nor understand.

When you reach the end of the road,

?here else would you go?

What else would you do?

When you're the one in the crosshairs,

where would you stand?

What would you say?

Do you stay and bite your tongue?

Would you keep wearing a mask?

Would you let him walk away?

No answers to break this vicious cycle.

My body is numb, too weak to stand on my own.

Where do I find the strength to keep moving forward?