| desktop of the downstairs computer. and i don't even remember what sam was talking about. |
We're Only Liars --- ProlougeHe was mouthy.We're Only Liars --- Prolouge
But Abaddon had always been mouthy. Even as a tiny, barely-visible wisp of a thing. He'd been a mouthy, talk-back little boy. And the day was coming soon enough. He had to be assigned. After all, the boy was sixteen now. People had been assigned way before the age of sixteen. But they couldn't take their chances. Not with Abaddon.
Abaddon wasn't a normal angel. None of them were. They didn't have smooth, clean togas or feathery white appendages. They wore what they felt like and had slim, dark-feathered wings. They were dark angels. Still deriving from the same place hundreds of miles above the sky, th
The AfternoonOh oh oh oh, the less you hold out, more and more will fold out. Live for the afternoon. But oh, the more you grow up, less and less will show up., Guess it's gotta blow up soon.The Afternoon
"Dude, come look at this," Olive Temperance called to her best friend. Basil Avery poked his blonde, freckled head over his best friend's shoulder, getting a good mouthful of chestnut hair entering through his mouth. Ew. How disgusting, he thought, but shrugged it off.
"What? What?" Basil asked, being the more curious one of the pack. Olive pointed to a book in front of her knees. She took it by the cover and fl
Disturbia- Peterick"Disturbia-"Disturbia- Peterick
The setting is nowhere. Somewhere. Sure. Whatever. A city, Patrick thinks through the hazy, painful fireworks going off inside his brain. The rhythmic, aching pulse that grabs hold of his head matches the thrashing beat of the songs in every club he stumbles by. It's a city. Chicago, LA, New York… Throw a tacky hoodie line in there and it could be Milan. Tokyo. Paris. Patrick feels like someone burned down the Eiffel Tower and stepped on the broken-glass ashes until they were a fine powder and poured it
| Oh boy... RIDDDDDY  Is in love with Panic at the Disco, Fall Out Boy, The Young Veins, and My Chemical Romance. The Young Veins + PATD = same old PATD. (: Is an Audiophile. ----- I always get sad listening to Pretty. Odd. I'll miss you, Ryro. Oh, and I'm married to Mel. She's taken, bizznatch. c: |
list of crackfics me and mel HAVE to do.
Neutral
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Shhh! The Saporta is talking!
"Gabe Saporta's phone number is the only reason I'm famous!" - Pete Wentz on Twitter
I am Rydon in dA's Band-Slash Crew!
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"The world isn't split into good people and Death Eaters, we all have a little light and dark inside of us. It's the part we choose to act on that makes us who we are."
-Sirius Black
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PATD, FOB, and MCR fangirl.
I cried when Jon and Ryan left PATD.
Owner of /Ryan and Brendon/, along with my homegirl Mellie.
(thanks to Falln Avatars for the avvie.)
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...Oh baby your a classic, like a little black dress
Youre a faded moon stuck on a little hot mess...
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If tears could build a stairway on memories a lane, I'd walk right up to Heaven and bring you home again.
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PATD, FOB, and MCR fangirl.
I cried when Jon and Ryan left PATD.
Owner of /Ryan and Brendon/, along with my homegirl Mellie.
(thanks to Falln Avatars for the avvie.)
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If tears could build a stairway on memories a lane, I'd walk right up to Heaven and bring you home again.
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If you turn around and something's not right, maybe you're facing the wrong way.
*random screaming*
Mark: Yeah, Tom wrote that song about a flower.
Those who don't make mistakes, are unlikely to make anything.
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PATD, FOB, and MCR fangirl.
I cried when Jon and Ryan left PATD.
Owner of /Ryan and Brendon/, along with my homegirl Mellie.
(thanks to Falln Avatars for the avvie.)
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"Alan! Did you just eat sofa pizza?"
"I remember him! He's the dude from the trunk!"
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