#emmasilverlight

[deadbodylivingsoul]

Taking the cookies out of the oven slowly, she took in the smell of the wonderfully baked goods. Placing them on the wire rack to cool down, she grabbed a bottle of Sprite from the fridge and poured herself a generous glass, and resumed thinking about what she should do today, now the baking was done.

[requieminred-archive-blog]

emma: "she hoped was that no drama would come out of this."

me: hahahahaha ...oh dear, i'm sorry

[pureviil]

{o o c;}

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aim: asksebastians

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[mitchlangdon-blog]

+emma-silverlight

+naiveviolet

+demonfae

(☯);—           Another shitty day ahead, one which held loneliness and dissatisfaction with his own life. So he was perched on a wall, waiting for something interesting to occur, and maybe even have the ability to spark some excitement in this twisted boy's mind.

[requieminred-archive-blog]

+emma-silverlight

+elizabeth-wright

(✥);—         All these threats about Luna and Violet were beginning to irritate the blonde and he decided that he was better off as far away from everyone as possible as there was a chance he would start snapping people's necks. It was safe to say that he was the slightest bit grouchy. So, he just stayed in his room, lifting up the pillow to retrieve the friendship bracelet underneath. He never wore it. It told too much about him. It was another tick that people could use against him. But it was from his sister in Virginia and he hadn't seen her for just under two decades, it was all he had to remind him of her. He shifted to sit cross legged on his bed only to sigh, closing his hand around the bracelet, as he glanced up at the door. "What do you want?" he asked the source of the creaking floorboards.