Infinate Blaze

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Imagine being this petty

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Ok but who would even text during Guardian’s of the Galaxy though? Just get out lady, if you text you obviously can’t appreciate the amazingness that’s in front of you. Though $17.31 just for a movie ticket? That’s rough bro.

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In the Beginning

Writer’s Note: Geeze, I made this tumblr quite awhile ago to do some writing but, as per usual I’m pretty shit at keeping up with it. Oh well. Guess I’ll just slap some words up from my first work. Been trying to work on writing from a girl’s perspective so forgive in advance for any awkward weirdness.

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In the beginning, such a cliche. One of which I am all but sick an tired of. It’s as if you forget everything for which came before it. I don’t like to think of myself as someone who is easily fooled, but even in our weakest times sometimes we grasp for straws for which we never thought possible before.

In the time before I began to really live, before I realized my endless potential, and what I could really do, It was dark. No I’m not kidding, it was literally dark, my mother had forgotten to pay the electricity bill...again. In those days I felt like nothing would change. 

Rewind and let’s take a look at my life until this age. My parents split when I was the age of five. Listening from the top of the stairs as they fought was almost like a hobby of mine. Yet that night was different, the yelling stopped and a slam was heard as my father walked out on us. 

Over the next  few years my mother would fall into depression which resulted in many job changes and homes. I stopped counting after ten elementary schools honestly. I stopped making friends, what was the point? I’d just have to suffer the silent, yet inevitable pain of saying goodbye once again. 

Eventually mother remarried and between the two my step-father spent all his money on cars and my mother on animals who seemed to be the only thing to bring light into her life. Over time the electricity was turned off, the truck was repossessed, and in a single wide trailer we ended up. All my childhood possessions lost to an unpaid storage locker. 

So to say I was a bit spiteful that despite all of this and the constant lack of food to eat was an understatement. Talking to her did nothing and in a corner I felt backed into. As I sat there on that night the pale moonlight washing over my skin my mind wondered down the dark rabbit hole. I turned towards my sister, who slept soundly on her old mattress on the floor, my mind sighing.

I finally gave in and went to the bathroom not even bothering to turn the light on. I opened the cabnit to find the familiar bottle of medicine which had been used to cure countless stomach aches and headaches. My sober empty eyes inspected the half full bottle ready to make my last farewell.

A sigh escaped me as I took the bottle and went to lean against the wall the frank features of this trailer illuminated once more as the moon peeked out from behind a cloud. I placed my arm around my legs placing my head on my knees. As the wind rushed by I would remember all the unfortunate circumstances leading up to this moment.

As I looked up to grab the bottle from the ground from where I had placed it I didn’t find it, instead in it’s place was a foot. I slowly looked up to the figure that had stood before me. Thinking about it now, I should have been more worried about how he got in, but at this time I was so numb I couldn’t bring myself to even speak. 

Here before me stood a young boy, looking about the same age as me if not a year or two older. His skin was pale white, his limbs were slender and delicate. His face gave way to soft green eyes and sandy blonde hair which looked about 2 inches laying straight atop his head.

It was at this moment that was not my beginning but more of when I first started to truly live.

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Heyo,

Don’t mind me. I’m working on setting up this page. This will mainly be used for my stories/chapter releases. I write a lot of original works but I’m down for writing fanfiction. I’m really into appreciating the beauty of this earth and foxes. Something about those bushy tails always gets me. I’ll be setting up my first chapter release soon. Until then...I guess stay chill.