molecules rearranged.

There once was a boy blessed with the ability to walk the lines of being. Fate kissed its knuckles before punching him in the face. His name is Daniel Fenton.

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agxntwarren:

Hit shuffle on your iPod, phone, iTunes, whatever it is you listen to music on and then write down the first 20 songs that come up. Tag 10 people that you want to do it too!

One Rule: NO SKIPPING!

Tagged by candyologist

My songs:

nine in the afternoon - panic! at the disco

hollywood whore - papa roach

colour fade - funeral suits

e.t. - katy perry

smile - amanda palmer

rabbit heart (raise it up) - florence + the machine

every you every me - placebo

dance, dance - fall out boy

sweet deyanira - canoe

when the day met the night - panic! at the disco

summer love - one direction

daughters - the story so far

hate that i love you - rihanna ft. neyo

chasing cars - snow patrol

woman woman - little comets

r u mine? - arctic monkeys

waiting in the shadows in the dead of night - little comets

anxious jenny - canoe

roar - anthem lights

oblivion - bastille

I'm tagging:

no one

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lfiestypants-anna and haddocx changed the menu.

        Okay, yeah. Going through the Ghost Zone         with no Infi-map—bad idea. That person         looked like they knew what was going on,         though.

        Or maybe that was just wishful thinking.

             “Hey—you! Hey!               do you know where this is?”

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「✘」 ‘ calm down, dude—i was just joking. ‘

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           “don't tell me to calm down—               i am totally calm, dude.”

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「✘」 ’ i like it when pretty boys dress                 up in drag and perform for me. ‘

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              “Are you asking for something?                  Because the answer is a total no.”

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justanorphan & thesmorphic need a thermos.

        Today was one of those days.               You know the days.               Not fun days, those days.

                 He'd been running on caffeine and pizza,                  for so long that he felt like death warmed over.                  Probably looked it, too.                  And he already kind of was.

        do you wanna dance in the bar at the back of the hall?

               Sad music for sad days.

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magicproof replied to your post:❆ ❄ ❆  ;

kisses ur nose

gets nose kisses

giggles

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Visit Original Link

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          tagged by Berry

Name: Elle

URL/URLS: ghostfreezone

Blog title: molecules rearranged

Favourite colour: I like black and pastels.

Significant other: that's what makes you haha.mp3

Write something in CAPS: IT'S MY BIRTHDAY BUT I DON'T WANNA BE OLDER I WANT TO BE 7 AND DRINKING FROM JUICE BOXES WITHOUT BEING JUDGED

Favourite bands: the 1975, the wonder years, watsky, vampire weekend, jamie t.

Favourite number: five

Favourite beverage: sprite (shirley temple)

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tellthewolvesimhomex & amistadx need a date to the ball.

          “Nn, nnn, nnnooooo—”

                Too late. He'd set his frappucino                 down for one second, to tie his                 shoelaces and now it was gone.

             All over the floor. It fell over, and                             life was without meaning.

                             “—Noooooo.”

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I hate you a lot.

Did you eat all of it? You’re giving me literally no answers here.

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I can't eat that much chocolate. At once.

Did you check in your room?

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        “— …”

                   He’s curious, but also not because that stuff looks like ink. Like, straight up octopus ink. He spent some time in aquariums when he was younger, and it’s not that easy to forget seeing an octopus ink.

        “Is that octopus ink?”

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     “Well...”

              It had been an octopus. An ecto-octopus. An ectopus. He was covered in its slimy ecto ink or whatever, and making up excuses on the spot was hard when you can feel that shit seeping into your underwear.

                      “Erm— It was a ghost!”

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                The boy’s presence wouldn’t have been                 noticed if not for her poodle’s                 sudden reaction to him. Even then it                 took a moment for her to register Schwabelle’s                 barking over the sound of her stereo.                          A poisonous look was directed at the zombie                         dog before it followed her line of                         vision. Her eye’s barely landed on the                         boy before she let out a threatening    

                            "H I S S."

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       “W O A H !”

             That was a manly shriek of surprise.              He rocketed backwards on instinct,              nearly toppling over in midair. Wow!

             “Uh— Sorry for disturbing you, miss!”

             Well, what had he been expecting, really?              The house hadn't looked abandoned.              The light was on in the inside. Curiosity              killed the cat, indeed.

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I checked the table, I checked the cabinets, I pretty much checked everywhere but my fish bowl. 

Are you sitting on it? 

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Maybe I am.

Check up my ass.

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On, Danny. On. I said ‘on’. 

It’s usually on the fridge. Where’d you put it? 

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Did you check the table?

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The chocolate stuff.

It’s not on the fridge. 

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You put your nutella in the fridge?

You sicko.