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Posted: Tue Mar 12, 2013 11:11 pm
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Posted: Tue Mar 12, 2013 11:20 pm
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Posted: Tue Mar 12, 2013 11:26 pm
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Posted: Tue Mar 12, 2013 11:34 pm
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Posted: Tue Mar 12, 2013 11:41 pm
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Posted: Tue Mar 12, 2013 11:48 pm
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Posted: Tue Mar 12, 2013 11:53 pm
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Posted: Wed Mar 13, 2013 12:22 am
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Posted: Wed Mar 13, 2013 12:29 am
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Well the years start coming and they don't stop coming Fed to the rules and I hit the ground running Didn't make sense not to live for fun Your brain gets smart but your head gets dumb So much to do so much to see So what's wrong with taking the back streets You'll never know if you don't go You'll never shine if you don't glow
𝒥eremy ℒong 9 Years Old - Orphan `•.¸¸.••´´¯``•• .¸¸.•´
Jeremy blinked as the other kid extended his hand to shake. Wow, he was being all proper, apparently. Must be from some rich side of town, then. He took the hand and shook it. "You must be some sorta Alphonse, then, huh? Name's Jeremy, but you can call me Jer. What's your moniker, china?" He looked up as Kenny wandered in. He waved toward the other boy, making room for him to sit. "Hey Kenny. Made it here, huh?"
------------------------------------------- Location: Restaurant State: Hungry OOC: China = mate, Alphonse = ponce. -------------------------------------------
Hey now you're an All Star get your game on, go play Hey now you're a Rock Star get the show on get paid And all that glitters is gold Only shooting stars break the mold
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Posted: Wed Mar 13, 2013 12:38 am
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Posted: Wed Mar 13, 2013 12:58 am
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Posted: Wed Mar 13, 2013 1:28 am
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Posted: Wed Mar 13, 2013 1:37 am
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The Forgotten Weasley Crew
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Posted: Wed Mar 13, 2013 6:04 pm
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SOMETIMES I get so WEIRD I EVEN freak MYSELF out I LAUGH myself to SLEEP It's my LULLABY SOMETIMES I drive so FAST Just to FEEL the DANGER I wanna SCREAM It MAKES me FEEL alive To WALK within the LINES Would make my LIFE so BORING I want to KNOW that I Have BEEN to the EXTREME So KNOCK me off my FEET Come on now GIVE it to ME Anything to MAKE me FEEL alive
Is it enough to love: Excited Is it enough to breathe: They have cake! Somebody rip my heart out: Morven, Saab, Jeremy, and Kenneth And leave me here to bleed: Restaurant and Lucky Bar
E L S B E T H L Y N W E N V A S S B L O O D T R A I T O R | L I T T L E G I R L | A G E 8 |
Elsie skipped into the restaurant, closely followed by Morven. "So this is a muggle restaurant..." she murmured, looking around with wide, excited eyes. The little girl bounced lightly on the balls of her feet, bursting with nervous energy. They'd done it. They'd actually sneaked out of the manor and used floo powder to travel to Diagon Alley, and then from there entered muggle London for the first time in their lives. Elsie had been reluctant to go, though the idea had originally been hers. She was terrified of getting in trouble, and though she knew Morven was concerned as well, her younger sister had persuaded her to go, her tongue dripping promises of adventure, and best of all, fun. Real fun, in the real world, not a secluded mansion on the outskirts of a small countryside village. Elsie spotted three boys who looked around their age at a table, and smiled happily. "Look, Morv! Other kids! Let's sit with them!" The blonde child grabbed her sister's hand and practically dragged her over to the table, blue eyes glittering with excitement. "Hello. I'm Elsbeth Vass, and this is Morven. May we sit?" Her voice had the slightly eccentric ring of one brought up in a very old fashioned, proper manner, but there was an easy casualness to her tone that suggested that the etiquette lessons had not quite sunk in.
I'd rather be ANYTHING but ORDINARY, please.
Let DOWN your DEFENSES Use no COMMON SENSE If you LOOK you will SEE that this WORLD is a BEAUTIFUL accident TURBULENT succulent opulent PERMANENT, no way I wanna TASTE it Don't wanna WASTE it AWAY Is it ENOUGH? Is it ENOUGH? Is it ENOUGH to BREATHE? Somebody RIP MY HEART out And LEAVE me here to BLEED Is it ENOUGH to DIE? Somebody SAVE my LIFE I'd rather be ANYTHING but ORDINARY please
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