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Can we just talk about how incredibly...numb I am? Like, right now? I don't really feel anything...my grandma's crying her eyes out, my mother's not much better. My father's kind of regressed into himself, and I'm stuck in the middle, not knowing what to do, and not wanting to be here. Is it tragic that I'd much rather be back in Colorado, even ( Read more... ) -
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He leaned slightly against the big picture window in the living room, looking out over the skyline of New York, still not asleep even in the early hours of the morning. Blue eyes scanned the city, calculating and cold, though flecked with shimmers of warm gold. Nothing. There was no sign, no hint. Nothing.
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Peter trailed his fingers gently over the dust-shocked bookshelves, the stony windowledges, the satin cloth. Paused at a few well-loved tomes ( Read more... ) -
It's been a while.
Peter sat on his windowseat, over looking the ocean. His back leaned against an ornate, yet somehow comfortable, window sill. His fingers played against his lips, gently touching, contemplative ( Read more... ) -
To my Dad, though he'll never read these words.
"Mama may have. Papa may have. But God bless the child that's got his own, that's got his own."
God damn it, I give up. I quit. I'm so sick of not being wanted, of only being "a part of the [goddamn] family" when I need to be. I'm so tired of not belonging. I'm so tired of having my heart hurt over, and over, and over again by you, by your ( Read more... ) -
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Sirius AND Peter here ( Read more... ) -
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Padders here again ( Read more... ) -
Hahaha!
Ha ha! I have successfully invaded LIFE ( Read more... ) -
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Hullo to all again.
I'd like to comment on my little brother and his absolute idiocy.
That is all, thank you.
More to come when I find something worth writing about, other than that prick.