

CatharsisThere's a Badness inside. Open wide to rage and scream and cry it loose. It's a noose that will hang you if you let it -- Set it free and forget it.Catharsis


Love and BanterEvery pair of eyes turned to stare at the werewolf who was lounging against a young oak, a bottle of beer held in the hand that was resting across his bent knee. "What?" Rex asked them, gazing around at his stunned audience. "What're yeh lookin' at?"Love and Banter
One of the men burst into boisterous laughter at this question, leaning back a little too far and toppling from where he sat upon a rock. Camille, who had been nestled in his lap, shrieked as she lost her balance and collapsed in a heap on top of him. "Otto!" She yelled accusingly with a slap to his shoulder. "You're drunk!"
"So're you," Otto slurred back, slinging an a


.Everything. The scent of old wood, dust, him, and everything that she had left assaulted her with a choking hand that wrapped warmly around her throat, and she struggled to relish in the present, not the future, not the past; what she had now was all that mattered. Her needy fingers trailed up his spine, memorizing each divot, the texture of skin, the bundles of muscles, and then, as she arched her body against his, those nails and finger tips slid back down, causing his skin to bunch under the weighted touch. The subtle moans, the heavy breathing, as sweet and needed and wanted as it all were, nothing coul.Everything.


Should Have.I should have known.Should Have.
I should have known these many months of silence would make the miles grow.
I should have known that no matter what we said no matter what we pled the seeds of discord had been sewn.
I should have seen.
I should have seen that you were leaving me that you needed to be free.
I should have seen our feelings were real and that we really feel not just a teenaged dream.
I should have cared.
I should have cared that the shoulders I cried on were shoulders that I share


.His Name's Rex. Lyn! What are you doing here? A copper headed woman greeted in a hushed whisper, her voice holding a tone tinted with surprise, anger, and worry. They still havent lifted the law! Quickly, the thin woman yanked her daughter out of the threshold of their cabin, before forcing her to take a seat in the wicker chair. Despite her uneasiness, Junie held a smile on her lips. Oh Lyn! Nathaniels going to be so happy to see you..His Name's Rex.
She knew coming back probably wasnt the best idea, but she needed to see he
thanks for the
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We all know that art is not truth.
Art is a lie to make us realize the
truth, at least the truth that is
given us to understand.
Turns out I was already watching you, so woot. n.n
<3
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just commissioning to save to cut a demo. :3
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The Bond
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Need at least $500 for vertebroplasty.
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The Bond
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The Bond
Because I can.
Mwahaha--
+cough+
Ahem.
I think I'm done now.
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We all know that art is not truth.
Art is a lie to make us realize the
truth, at least the truth that is
given us to understand.
I like love!
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The Bond
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We all know that art is not truth.
Art is a lie to make us realize the
truth, at least the truth that is
given us to understand.
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