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“Ok, quit asking me that shit, alright? I’m not going to throw the damn dagger, just because you wanted to see me hit that apple on your head.” the male snapped, giving the individual an eye roll at their claim.

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@crew-from-capulet
“Ok, quit asking me that shit, alright? I’m not going to throw the damn dagger, just because you wanted to see me hit that apple on your head.” the male snapped, giving the individual an eye roll at their claim.
@altrxisme
“You’re either being really sneaky or just dumb.” The male informed, leaning against the wall as he watched the individual with a frown to his lips. “You know you can’t get anything for a circus, right?? Or you really wanna watch it that badly?”
Sydney smiled at Robert before turning to head out the door. She kept going without saying a word, knowing he would follow her. Robert ran after her. “You know I hate that look,” he said as he caught his breath after catching up to her. “It scares me.” “That’s okay,” Sydney said, “I know you love everything about me.”
Blaaaaah.
I hear something out there callin' my name. No matter where I turn it all looks the same. I never sleep at night, I just stay up and wait. But the burning in my blood never came. Will I know it? Will I know it? Will I know it when I see it? Will I know it? Will I know it? Will I know it when you're here? I need you now, I need you more than ever before, before. I need you now, I need you more than ever before, before. I know the man I am is not who I should be. The Devil take my hand says, "Child come with me." My body shivers and aches. I can't break free. Why do the things I hate come so naturally?
Dance on our graves - Paper Route
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if tears could build a stairway, and memories a lane, i'd walk right up to heaven, and bring you home again.