Hit me up for summer plans, yes? If you're within driving distance, I mean. I don't want to get on another flight for a long time D;
so ILY guys


Morning MixupBzzzzz.Morning Mixup
A pair of dusty auburn eyes lazily opened, the image of the bedroom a blur from the night of work on her latest column with the company. She groaned, rolling herself over in bed and let her eyes focus on the alarm clock that had turned itself on its mandatory setting of the radio. A song by Perfect Circle, she thought absently. Another groan of frustration made her lift her head, scratching at the tangle of even darker brown tresses. A minute ticked by and then she realized. Her alarm was off. Her meeting was an hour ago! Cursing, she jolted upright in bed and slid from the sheets. The woman tripped and hit her knee on th


Bittersweet Symphony, Part 6There was an echo reverberating in the hollows of his skull. A lethal, precarious voice that seeped into the very depths of his mind, his memories. It molded his past thoughts, shaping them to something they never were, what they werent supposed to be. Faux memories, faux mindset; he was an entirely new person, more like a puppet or a marionette. The perfect mercenary. His fingers twitched as life pulsed through each nerve, each cell of the skin and muscle. His throat convulsed and he vomited. The liquid was just about to seep back into his mouth and slowly asphyxiate him, something tilted his head to the side to hinder him from dying.Bittersweet Symphony, Part 6
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Reanimation, Part FiveThe terror written across Riley's face was tear-wrenching as she stared at Christian's wide-eyed expression. In disbelief, the blonde's eyes trailed down to the blood flowing from his breast. One precise bullet punctured the most vital of all the organs: the heart. Slowly, he felt a numbing, ice-cold sensation swallowing his body from his fingertips to his cloudy mind. His throat jerked, causing his arm to reach for the origin of pain. Before his fingers brushed against his red shirt, another jerk made him stop, his hand falling limply to his side; he slid down the wall, his mouth open in the finest of lines, a thin stroke of burgundy fluid eReanimation, Part Five
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BUNNY!
"A poor performance indeeeed!" ~Albert Wesker
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Mark 8:36 - For what shall it profit a man, if he shall gain the whole world, and lose his own soul in the process?
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You gotta hurt in order to know, fall in order to grow, lose in order to gain, because most of lifes lessons are learned because of pain.
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