| This is one of the few things I've written that I actually like. I would love to continue it at some point, but for now, I'm happy with this. Please read it and let me know what you think! |
| This is one of the few things I've written that I actually like. I would love to continue it at some point, but for now, I'm happy with this. Please read it and let me know what you think! |
A Different Kind of HangoverIsabel awoke one sunny spring morning to the high-pitched conversations of robins and sparrows. It took her twenty minutes to notice that she had no heartbeat and craved human flesh. “What the…?” she exclaimed, jumping out of bed and rushing to her mirror. There was a gray tint to her tan skin, and the perpetual dark circles under her eyes had become an even deeper shade of purple. She began breathing faster, in the beginning stages of a full-blown panic attack, and then realized that while her chest was rising with each attempt at inhaling, she could not feel the air entering her luA Different Kind of Hangover
You Don't Have 30 MinutesThe delivery boy was dead, and Mr. Holt, the manager, was annoyed. “It’s just like him to get in a car crash just to get out of work!” he grunted to one of his employees. Leah, the worker, looked horrified. “Are you really suggesting that Max got himself killed in order to shirk his duties?” “What other explanation is there?” Holt demanded. “One minute he leaves to take the sixteen-inch with extra pepperoni to the college kids, t he next his car’s on fire in a ditch and his neck’s snapped.” “Maybe it was an accidenYou Don't Have 30 Minutes
Kid in a Candy StoreMarianne kept one eye focused on her father as they walked down the street. Their shadows were long and thin on the sidewalk, shifting in the mid-afternoon sun. Every so often the girl’s father would look down at her, trying to smile and always failing to hide the troubled look in his dark eyes. “Daddy?” she said in a voice so thick with sweetness that the hair on the man’s arms stood on end. She tugged at his hand in a way that sent his heart straight into his abdomen; the last time she had acted like this, they had spent a long afternoon trying to convince the police that MariKid in a Candy Store
A thoroughly amusing, Buffy-laced quote
Lmao
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"You know your a band nerd when...you make a list of things that a band nerd would do or know"
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"Ooh, that's rude. Is that the sort of man I am now? Am I rude? Rude and not ginger."
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The only Disney people with talent are animators.
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Sorry, random pseudo-Elizabethan moment.
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Avatar by miss_jaffacake on livejournal.
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The only Disney people with talent are animators.
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I wish Joss Whedon wrote the script for my life. Not so much the plot, because then all my friends and family would be dead. But the dialogue would be nice.
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The only Disney people with talent are animators.
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"Ooh, that's rude. Is that the sort of man I am now? Am I rude? Rude and not ginger."
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"Oh, my vord, vake up and smell zer garlic! Oh, zer stories I could tell you." Otto paused. "But I von't because I don't do zat sort of thing any more, now that I have seen the daylight."
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