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OKAY SO LIKE IT’S BEEN A WHILE BUT I WANNA GET MY SPOOKY GIRL STARTED
me rollerblading into my therapist’s office this week with sunglasses and a piña colada: maurice, you’re not gonna fucking believe this,
What’s my biggest fear? Easy. Ending up like my father.
Ten word story #39 (via hell–and-silence)
It’s a bad habit of mine to say “I’m sorry” as a reaction to everything. It comes out whenever I’m sad, scared, or confused, even when I’m the one getting hurt.
howtoevaporate (via wnq-writers)
tragedysheir:
“GHOSTED?” Jeremy mused, his smile stretching form practically ear to ear. His mind went to Zach, was this another story close to his? But Pandora didn’t seem to be a ghost, she did not fade away much like Zach did. She seemed to be SOLID. Much like his father, his mother. They were dead, but still walked among the human beings. “He’s Jack, but don’t call him old unless you wanna see a grown man pout like a child. He get’s a bit pissy. YOU, yourself, are not odd. I just…I guess I know a dead man who isn’t functioning as well as you.”
Something about his smile made her feel like she was talking to a CROCODILE, ready to bite at any moment. It was as if he knew something she didn’t, which made her extremely UNSETTLED. Although, she took notice of his final sentence. A poorly adjusting soul? That was exactly her job description. A signal IMMEDIATELY buzzed off in her head, and Dora knew that she needed to help his friend. Now uneasy, she needed to choose her words carefully so she wouldn’t make a fool of herself. “Well, you’re talking to the right witch.” Her grin didn’t leave her face; she was trying to get herself excited about having someone new to help out. It was truly a boring existence without CLIENTS. “I happen to specialize in necromancy and assisting the deceased. I’ve been at this for a while.”
tragedysheir:
“Wait…So you’re like…Dead? Like dead dead?” The skeleton’s son raised a brow at the girl. After all this time of fearing death, it was odd to even think that someone could live an afterlife like this? “I shouldn’t be so surprised, huh? My family is mostly dead, but…It’s odd.”
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Pandora GRINNED; it’s not like she’d heard that one before. “Yup, dead as dust. Got myself ghosted due to a plague at most people think’s extinct. Funny how that works, huh?” If she had money for each time someone had asked her how she functioned, the zombie ( god she hated that word ) would be rich. “Your dad’s old man Jack, right? Nothing should be ODD to you.”
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