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...I hate when the sun sets early. Night is only pleasant when you aren't forced to spend most of your time in it.
The sunlit skies are gone now... and it's solstice night. -
Story
I lay back into my bed again, pushing the covers off a bit. I lay thinking about the dream for what must have been almost an hour, and eventually drifted back into sleep.
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*More* Story.
"We found this on your neck," he said, handing it to me. "Say, now that you’re awake, maybe you could tell us about it." I took it from him, holding it in my hands. It was a star; looked like silver. This... used to be mine, once...
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Story Time
"Like it would matter to him anyway! I could be killed and he wouldn’t break stride over it! He doesn’t care about me, he doesn’t care about you…" I sobbed deeply. Sickly shivers, so cold. I ached. I wanted to vomit. I sat down on the nearest barstool. Monk set his hand on my back. I calmed down a little, forcing the rest out bitterly. "And he ( Read more... ) -
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"Here I stand
Scarred by iron, fang, and thorn,
Never meant to rise again"
"I have given birth,
A self-made underworld
to where I come down once again."
"You cannot take this vow.
There's only one thing I request."
"A sleepless night is over now."
"The snow is falling down."
"Know this well, a twisted soul without a shelter
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Weary...
I consider myself a generally loving and patient person. I can't even *imagine* hating an entire group of people of any kind, regardless of how much I disagree with them. That being said, I refuse to change what I believe in for any reason except it be from within myself, and after great reflection. I am truly, very sorry for emotional pain that ( Read more... ) -
Supplemental;
O yeah, I forgot to mention. We picked up our Christmas tree yesterday.... On the way there, we stopped at Michaels for my mom, and Jocelyn realized she couldn't find her purse. So, we searched the store again, and for some reason we didn't think to ask customer service (*sigh*). Also, we called home a number of times to see if my mom could find ( Read more... ) -
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So, Thanksgiving went pretty well, all things considering. Of course James didn't get to make it, being in Iraq at the moment. Jackie and Mike and their kids were here for it, though, as well as Jocelyn and Troy (and it should go without saying that my parents were there, and it only makes sense that I was there, otherwise I wouldn't be writing ( Read more... )
