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[desperatebeliever]

Camped out on the bathroom floor all night. Last I looked, Fang and Fangy were in a stalemate in the next room evil eyeballing each other across the room, but neither agreeing to leave. Then morning comes, they pull the drapes and next thing I know they're both comatose on my hotel bed where I really want to be myself because I still feel as sick as a dog. I don't think either of them realised that in their pissing contest, they both forgot to actually take care of me.

And people wonder why I'm fed up with my life. I always end up alone and fending for myself.

Pushed them both on the floor (not like I can fucking kill them, is it?) and got in bed myself. Contemplating cutting my losses and getting on the next flight to fucking anywhere but here or home.

@ waywithwords

[bloodstainedheart]

They say old souls live on in young people. Such a waste when young people are taken for granted or even abused that leads to roadblocking their inner talents or who they really are inside. Talent should never be drowned, just like one's real self should not be. 'Should not' and reality are two very different things, however.

@ musebysentence | 135.3. Dilemma

[allaloneinthemoonlight]

The last thing Seamus wanted to do was cause unrest with anyone, and as hard as he knew it was going to be, he started to vow to himself to stay away from Luka so he didn't continue to piss Jett off...