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weedjoke420:

she’s beauty and she’s grace, she dropped her phone on her face

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silverlullabies:

I found an old fanfic of mine I had been writing. Damn I forgot about this…

"I did not," He growled, "You were the one who fucking came on to me."
“Lies,” I hissed, “I wouldn’t just jump into the bed of any random sexy guy I happened to pass by. I’m not a whore unlike you.
Pause.
“You…

apparently also very morbid….

A sun the color of melted butter beat down on my back and neck with a ferocity that rivaled hellfire, quickly turning my thin silk robe into an encumbrance. I set my jaw firmly, struggling to stop the distracting thoughts and get back to meditating. Lord knew that, if I couldn’t meditate, someone’s head was going in a jar on the shelf in my room.
My hair was pulled up into a clip, one which reminded me of a shark, to keep it from becoming damp with sweat; I was overheated enough without a cascade of locks the color of spun gold spilling down my back. I concentrated on nothing, a surprisingly difficult task, instead shifting my attention to the peace and serenity of my environment, almost ready to concede defeat and satiate my thirst for blood instead. I grimaced, my eyes squeezing shut. Leader would be pissed when he found out I’d killed someone just to vent frustration. Again.

I found an old fanfic of mine I had been writing. Damn I forgot about this…

"I did not," He growled, "You were the one who fucking came on to me."
“Lies,” I hissed, “I wouldn’t just jump into the bed of any random sexy guy I happened to pass by. I’m not a whore unlike you.
Pause.
“You think I’m sexy,” He grinned lecherously. I hadn’t gotten a chance to react as the electricity had died, bathing all of us in darkness. A silence had settled over us for a few moments before a snickering could be heard, “She thinks I’m sexy.
There had been a thump and swearing from him as my shoe had sailed through the air and landed perfectly square in the middle of his face.

For fucks sake. Instead of going to the doctor several days ago my mother waited until it got so bad that now she’s being rushed to the hospital. Common sense does not exist anymore…

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