Now my days are blissfully filled once again with coffee and vices.
YAAAAAAY.
Anywho, I should be updating more often now. (My scanner's still busted. Someone please put me out of my misery.)
Love,
Nonny


Down The Rabbit Hole.She thought if she kept going, she would reach Wonderland. She found her White Rabbit,Down The Rabbit Hole.
her line,
her sin,
and followed it. She followed his instructions that were so carefully whispered straight into her mind: Dig.
Go to Wonderland, and find bliss. So she followed the White Rabbit,
the lines,
the sins,
and dug, and dug. And she broke ground. And,
yup,
there goes one more down the rabbit hole. She fell,
and she fell,
and she kept falling. Before too long the earthen walls to her isolated prison,


Some Other Love Drug.I have trace marks that I simply adore.Some Other Love Drug.
I'll show you mine if you show me yours.
It's not on my arm or the kind of marks needles leave,
It's the big hole in my chest where my heart should be.
We weren't conventional, no, that wasn't the start,
You just took out a knife and carved out my heart.
You never asked for it or even my hand,
You only stole them as only you can.
I don't need cocaine or heroin highs,
My heart's still recovering from past lusting and lies.
So tear me open and help me to heal,
Rip


Keep Moving Forward.Whos the new girl? Kallie looked to where Starlie was referring: the easy chair next to the big window of the room that made up the lounge. In the chair sat a girl of no older than sixteen, multi-colored hair and skin-tight jeans, and legs that could kick a horse into remission. Oh, thats Sandy. She started hanging out here after running by The Lair so many times on her route. Running? Route? What? Shes some sort of runner I guess. Shes always running when shes not here or at school. For serious? Super for seriouKeep Moving Forward.
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I wasnt about to send you off alone. With your luck, not even the black box would survive.
Edward Cullen, from Eclipse, Chapter 3, p.88
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