Boi Boimy photography, woo. as promised. if you got an add of him its me =]. enjoi.
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Jimmy and the council.The kids, with the rationality kids had, knew there was a vampire amidst them. They had debated long enough about it, they had all come to the conclusion, they had all thought about it over the past week, since the kid had shown up. All that was left know was to convince the grown-ups, and that included, of course, gaining evidence. ‘cause grown ups were too damn dumb too believe anything without it being proven. That’s why this council had been called. The 12 of them, two-thirds of class G, congregated around the little wooden table. The table was decorated with books and papers, pens and a candle. In the centre, balancJimmy and the council.
by ~Alucardsbloodlust
Untitled story. IntroductionThe sun had almost set. It was that in-between that cast a strange, night blue across the sky, and yet lit up the ground in orange dapples, like pockmarks, and eerie grass of blade would sway, dancing to the beat the sun set. The scenery stretched out in front of them, curving down into a lush green field, and beyond that, more field, farmland, trees, rivers, who knew what. And not too far away a tree silhouetted against the sun, with orange tinges around the edges, where the sun nearly broke through. Martin didn’t see it. He couldn’t see five feet in fronUntitled story. Introduction
by ~Alucardsbloodlust
This Place Bleeds NostalgiaI cant drive but I gotta get out. These walls are closing in on my mind. Perhaps I’ll walk, just like we used to. Damn im so confused, im stuck in this façade This mask of my own creating. I can feel the answer in my gut but its not there. ‘cause else im gonna rot into this town and I’ll become the dust we walked over. Beer in hand, cigarette tucked into our ear, and laughter on our lips. The best of times,This Place Bleeds Nostalgia
When things were simple.
And how I wish I could go back, And how I wish I had a fast car to get me out, This town, it hates me,
by ~Alucardsbloodlust
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by ~Waata
Master of RavensMaster of RavensMaster of Ravens
1 My little brother is nine years old the first time I decide to kill him.
During the night, snow fell over the jagged wreckage of our land. In the morning I realize he will follow me outside if I call to him. Like an awkward-limbed colt he’ll stumble through the snowdrifts, and I can leave him to the ice and wind in the shadow of a three-walled building. No one will see me. Our father will think he has gotten lost on his own. I too will cry when they find his body. When the mourning is done, however, I will be my father's true and only son. ‘Cam,’ he will call to me, and I’
by ~ladyjaida
breathbeatsdear you,breathbeats
sometimes your breathbeats get a little strangled and i think that you are scribbling brokenhearted confessions on your ribcage with ink the colour of your eyes
please stop.
and i'd like you to know that you are not a bird, no, you are not a bird because birds fly and you do not fly, but you are not real because you do not fall, no. you simply, exist.
but please, please let me kiss soft comforts into your cheekbones because i am here, and i am not letting go. i think your delicate bone structures are beautiful
by ~indie-isnt-indie
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- Current Residence: england!!
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- Favourite artist: jesse wz him name, from brand new, writes really good aong and is really good singer
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"Memories a poor thing to have. its your own real hair and eyes and hands and mouth i want."-Philip Pullman
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