[ Part 1The passenger scoffed with a sneer hardening his delicate face. "Such a conceited name, isn't it ( Read more... )

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"Hold on, please, just..."

Their pursuers gained on them in a 1970 Plymouth GTX, dirty and dented, but the engine sounded pristine. And large. His eyes lingered affectionately over the grille in his mirror. Well, they were fucked ( Read more... )

So I was thinking about choruses and this happened. Fuck the world for depriving me of Isshi's voice and songwriting, seriously, just fuck it. Rest in peace, baby ( Read more... )

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I need to make myself write every day. Every every every every day. No excuses. Even if it's a tiny piece of writing that has nothing to do with anything else. I need practice. I don't know why I resist it so much ( Read more... )

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tori: so this bitch at the paint store right ( Read more... )

So since I made my last post I've been really digging as deep as I can into Danger Days. Analyzing, looking up articles and quotes, immersing myself in the story. You know, for research purposes. I knew what it was about before, of course, but now that I'm just absorbing every little bit like a sponge and the statement and feeling of it all. ( Read more... )