| HAHAHA. I should put pretty art here, buuut... Here, my favorite work as of recently. |
| HAHAHA. I should put pretty art here, buuut... Here, my favorite work as of recently. |


Orson Earle: UCoDD-Part 61. Just ThemOrson Earle: UCoDD-Part 6
What'd he say this time?
Orson can't even remember anymore. He's not going to try to.
There have been so many occasions when he thought 'this is it; I just can't do this anymore', but he truly felt as if Patrick had pulled the rug right out from under him, ripped open the drapes that he hid behind in the hopes of protecting him. There simply was no way of hiding from him any longer. He is alone in the boy's room (he daren't call it their room; it would sound... too much, just too much), hands pressed to the wall, forcing himself to remain upright. It's bullshit, all of that about how you'll finally be a


Locked Diary-OrsPatI'm waiting for you to say it, That it will all be okay again, That we're finally here together, Though we both don't know why.Locked Diary-OrsPat
Can't you tell me what's wrong? Just say it if it's worth all of that, All those years of you at my throat... Was it worth it?
How much longer will I have to go? How much longer will I have to wait, To finally have a candle in this dark, Those clouds gone from your emerald eyes?
I've longed to probe the mystery, But each time I get too close to you, You come to life as him, The Bad Man.
You used
| ...Jesus. You could get lost in here. |
OMGTEDDY

I Want Her.Velvet blue roses tickling her nose. I want to be her, so kept and toned. She breaks and molds. She's lost and so alone. I want to be her, so badlyI Want Her.
She brushes of the stars that twinkle in her eyes. I want to be her, so blossomed on the sky. She smiles so sadly, She walks away to the sea. I want so desperately to see her, So very badly.
She tears out her eyes, while voices shriek songs in her head. I want to know her, as her blood seeps through lead. Many befall her, asking for a End. And then she tells m
| D; ... I still need a map. |
| Sweet tragedy, How I love to write of thee, But why must you rain on me? Favorite Pairs: Ors/Pat... just, because. It's got its own tragedy. As said, I love to write it. Favorite Words: Seriosly, Cockies, SCREAM, breffmints, snuddling, smirtking, wacham was, plec, and PHONR. Favorite Frequent Occurence as of late: ... |

Uhh, well, I still miss you...but I'm watching Star Trek related things and trying to draw ALL of our ghostie characters right now.
I was crabby when you left and expected a quiet night.
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This isn't a dress! It's a sequin sensation.
Seriosly.
I'm not going back, if you're wondering.
I found somewhere to stay for a while..
Maybe longer. It's up to you what you do too.
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Kiss my eyes and lay me to sleep...
I think it's a great idea.
...erm, I'm only confused because we haven't spoken all that much. <<; Thank you, I suppose, but... owO; Okay.
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Kiss my eyes and lay me to sleep...
I think it's a great idea.
.w.
But I love it too much.
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Kiss my eyes and lay me to sleep...
I think it's a great idea.
But thank you, love.
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...would you stop growing mushrooms in other people's closets?
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