Raging Delinquents with Searing Eloquence

Mar 23, 2006 21:06

He wakes up in a cold sweat, not knowing where he is... only for a moment. It all floods back, the car's down, he's at the Druid's house, he's safe. The dream was all too real. He was dead. He was a walking ghost and no one seemed to mourn his death. He could still converse with people, some could even see him, but he was dead, and knew it. ( Read more... )

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Hey Sunshine anonymous March 29 2006, 14:23:24 UTC
"I don't need no arms around me/I don't need no drugs to calm me/I have seen the writing on the wall/I don't think I need anything at all/No, don't think I need anything at all/All in all, you were all just bricks in the wall.."
-Another Brick in the Wall by Korn
Continuing to do mischief. Smile for me Sunshine! So I was DEFINITELY told by a well-meaning teacher to think about going to see a therapist or getting some major anti-depressants. *laughs* Here, b/c I love you so much, I give you a fish:
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Please don't kill him! Nothing is ever easy, especially when it's worth having. True as toasted toads.
-Gabbie, just Gabbie

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