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[therealdaryan]

This... ain’t good.

[queenofmysharks-blog]

Away for work!

I’ve gone back to the offices for a week, which happen to be a short plane ride away from where I’m living now.

I’ll be working with a few different people and hopefully move out of this whole “talent scout” thing and into something a bit better in terms of tour management. I’ve already been informed that I will no longer be working with Daryan. That’s actually okay with me because home is home and work is work... unless we decided to write some stuff together.

I do have one mission which will let me pick and choose who to work with... if I can get a Gavinners reunion tour up and running for at least 6 dates, I can work with whoever I choose...

In the meantime however, I’m being forced to listen to Taylor Swift and drinking ten cups of coffee (and you’re still not here)

Pepper

xx

[queenofmysharks-blog]

I asked my best friend to (fake) marry me and....

HE SAID YES!

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Sometimes, I put on my green wig and act like I’m a functioning member of society....

But I’m not.

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Did ya really think I wouldn’t figure it out? I used to be a detective, y'know.

I just don’t understand why ya never told me it was ya. I just thought ya were a crazy fangirl or somethin’! Feh. Ya shoulda called me, I would’ve tried to sort somethin’ out for ya, I know times have been tough recently.

I got a few questions though.

Where the hell are ya stayin’? And what’s up with the outfits and the hair?!

You also used to be a smuggler and a murderer. I don’t remember anyone saying a damn thing about you being a good detective. ;)

I know, I’m being defensive... I just didn’t really want to talk to you for a while, at least until I’d managed to get back on my feet.

I didn’t call you because I knew you were busy, and I’ve been busy. I don’t need anything “sorted out”, I just need to find somewhere to live for a while, but don’t worry about that too much, Sharkie. I’ve got somewhere to stay at least. And could you please not tell people about everything? It’s been a year since I left, and yeah, we can talk about that at another time. Promise.

I’m staying at this little thing called a hotel. You might know of those things? And as for the outfits and hair, it’s just a way for me to feel better right now. At least take some comfort in the fact that I’m still reppin’ that good old Daryan Crescend merch.

Oh, by the way, nice picture, Dicktective. x 

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and i promise that you’ll never find another like me.

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Lost & Found

It’s been a good few years since, well, everything. I have almost nothing to say, my life kind of fell apart and fell back into place. I had to decide who I could trust, who has always been there for me.

But, I lost myself.

So, because of that, I left a really cool job behind and possibly left my best friend in a horrible situation, fighting demons that they might not be able to control. Part of me wishes that I were back there, laying on the couch with them and watching dumb TV after work or whatever.

But I’m not and I can’t be. Because I lost myself.

I lost my family, I lost my home and I took all of my savings and went out to fix the situation. I am no longer lost.

I found myself.

I found myself hidden amongst scar tissue at first, then rising out of it like a warrior. I’ve changed, a lot and in some ways, not at all.

I have a new job, I work as a talent scout for a music company and I’m learning how to produce songs. I am no longer who I was (see my about page) but I am wholly who I am.

~Pepperspray