E m p t y.WHAT HAPPENED?
It turned into an abandoned warehooouse.
I'm on SM and there's no one else there.
It creeps me out.
I hope I didn't miss anything..
I've been sick and haven't gone on since like Tuesday..
B r o k e n. There was a sort of defeated look in Vincent "The Dream Killer" Drake's eyes that strangely complimented as well as contrasted the cold, dead set that already resided in his dull blue hues. Those eyes, they used to be alive, awake and aware; not just full of life, but bursting with it. Used to always smile until that day, when they were paid a visit by the Tooth Fairy. Yeah, lame name. We thought so, too, until we found out where he got such a name. Believe me, it was not pretty.B r o k e n.
So, anyways, I knew we had no chance of being saved now. How? Because, his angelic voice, no
On a Run from Fear"Now hang me up to dry~.." the child sang, attempting to keep his voice steady, to keep his fear from showing. He was disappointed in himself, because he normally didn't show his emotions. But fear.. Fear refused to be hidden for long. He pulled the priest's robes tighter over himself at an attempt to stop his shivering, but of course, it was of no use. Bubblegum rubbed his eyes with his clenched fists and sucked in a gulp of air. He hiccupped a few times, then looked up as Rivvy touched his shoulder lightly.On a Run from Fear
The young Rainbow jumped and hit his head on the desk he'd hidden behind when he heard a sharp crack of thunder. He let ou
CrayonsThere once was a set of crayons he was given. Years ago, he couldn't remember when. Henry had given them to Billieh-Bob on his 7th birthday.Crayons
They were beautiful, each color bright and pretty. If you used them to draw a rainbow, your breath would be taken away by the colors and shades. The 24 pack was easily Billieh-Bob's favorite out of every other crayon he had in his seven short years of life.
"Don't break them though...If you break all of them, you'll die." Henry warned with a concerned voice. Billieh-Bob couldn't die just yet. "I won't Blue! I promise!" The seven year old chirped and snuggled into the Bear. The n
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[ Got a m o n s t e r in my p a n t s, and if you e v e r get the c h a n c e, gonna c r a m it down your t h r o a t, watch you g a s p for air and c h o k e. ]
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"My hand thinks I'm an artist, but my heart knows i'm a poet." -Bright Eyes
I love Apartment 203, so I just had to watch you.
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[ Got a m o n s t e r in my p a n t s, and if you e v e r get the c h a n c e, gonna c r a m it down your t h r o a t, watch you g a s p for air and c h o k e. ]
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"My hand thinks I'm an artist, but my heart knows i'm a poet." -Bright Eyes
But, you're welcome~
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[ Got a m o n s t e r in my p a n t s, and if you e v e r get the c h a n c e, gonna c r a m it down your t h r o a t, watch you g a s p for air and c h o k e. ]
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"My hand thinks I'm an artist, but my heart knows i'm a poet." -Bright Eyes
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Who gives a fuck about an oxford comma?!
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