And I'm never going to be proud of it. =/
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<3 <3 You're a tree!!! Happy 30th Birthday. =)
“Grab him and let’s go.” I said, a little annoyed. She took my knife from my hands and started to cut the boy free.
“Let’s go now!!!” I rushed them. I grabbed Hannah’s hand and pulled her to the elevator. Ding! It arrived at our floor. We ran out of the building, only to be stopped by a problem. Not enough room on the bike. Shit. Toxic seemed to notice the problem too. It’s like he read my mind.
“Can you drive a Trans Am?” He asked me. I looked at him.
“No duh! Those things are easy.” I answered. He pointed to a white Trans Am. Obviously property of BL/IND. That’s a given.
My Jacket for the contest. Like it???
Sorry it took so long!
I woke up to crashes, bangs, and the occasional gunshot. I leaped out of bed and ran to the lobby. Oh no. It was even more destroyed. That wasn’t the problem though. The problem is that Korse was there, holding Toxic, with a KNIFE at his throat.
“Let him go.” I said, steel spitting out of my voice.
“Little girl want her boyfriend back? Fine, you can take him. He’s useless anyway. We have who you really want anyway…” Korse sneered. He let him go, but letting the knife cut his throat, not deep, but deep enough for blood to start falling.
“No!” I yelled,
Its for writing, but I wanna share it with you guys. =)
“Don’t be such a baby!”
“I am not a baby!”
“Yes you are!”
“Don’t make me tell mom!”
“You ALWAYS go to mom!” Rebell and Cassadee bickered.
“Just stop it already! You two ALWAYS fight!” Mikey yelled out in frustration. They were all triplets, even though they looked and acted NOTHING alike. Mikey was tall and skinny, had brown, shaggy hair that usually had a hat covering it, hazel eyes, and awkward knees.
So in Writing, we have to write an eerie story and this is what I have so far.
“Come on!” “No!” “Don’t be such a baby!” “I am not a baby!” “Yes you are!” “Don’t make me tell mom!” “You ALWAYS go to mom!” Rebell and Cassadee bickered. “Just stop it already!” Mikey yelled out in frustration. They were all triplets, even though they looked NOTHING alike. Mikey was tall and skinny, had brown, shaggy hair that usually had a hat covering it, hazel eyes, and awkward knees. He wore glasses for his near-sightedness and usually band tee shirts, jeans, and sneakers, sometimes boots.
How do you change your username? I heard that some other people did, and I want to change mine. Does anyone know? Thankies!!! *hugs*
Repost this, Latin America needs some love <3
Dear My Chemical Romance and/or band staff:
I’m writing this in representation of your Latin American fans from the “Hotel Bella Muerte forum”. We’re not doing this to bother or insult you, of course not. We love you guys and we have a lot of respect for our favorite musicians. But, there are some things that are bothering us and we want you to know about them:
Recently we have read a lot of rumors about you coming to Latin America. These rumors made us jump of happiness and excitement. Who wouldn’t?