

Dustland FairytaleHer auburn hair whipped about her face, obscuring her thin pale features. Her bright brown eyes, framed by a pair of thin black glasses watered with tears. Her sights were set on the gaunt figure sitting hunched across the porch. His hair, black as the night sky, billowed about, the wind revealing eyes green as emeralds which hid behind it. He wore a stoic expression, his fists clenched, his eyes blank and void of emotion. Not a sound filled the air, only the shallow howl of the wind. His voice pierced the painful still silence. Im sorry he stammereDustland Fairytale
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The cool brisk air whipped me on all sides. I strode down the street, filth coating the darkened boulevard. Graffiti decorated the buildings to each of my sides. The wails of police cars causing a constant melody echoing through the crime ridden streets. As I paced down the block a brick flew through the air from the window of the apartments the left. It smashed through the display window of a supper market, shattering the glass pane and sending shards of glass into the store. I stopped dead in my tracks, staring into the glass reflection in what remain


No Painyou see no mark upon my skin you see no tear in my eye you see no sign of pain therefor I must not be in painNo Pain
I must not cry myself
to sleep at night or wake up screaming because of haunted dreams I must not pull the blade across my skin and hope that one day it drives in deeper I must not fear the darkness or shudder at the thought of silence I must not hide myself from
life and prying eyes that
judge your worth as a person upon the shine of your smile
you hear no gasp escape my mouth you hear no horror tale from
IT'S ME!
rachel, you're bff for lifeeeeeee
<3
happy new year's eve!
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Rachel Hilary
Playfellow Extraordinaire
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Yeah, but next time we have to do it in Media class again, because when youre at home lying on your bed doing it, its not as much fun because no one else is there.
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Yeah, but next time we have to do it in Media class again, because when youre at home lying on your bed doing it, its not as much fun because no one else is there.
click here for full story!: [link]
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Yeah, but next time we have to do it in Media class again, because when youre at home lying on your bed doing it, its not as much fun because no one else is there.
click here for full story!: [link]
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