#somniumfracta

[sncwball-blog]

somniumfracta

"I don’t need your fucking shit today, you little fucking skank."

      "you should shut your   goddamn mouth before   you lose another tooth."

[pracsulprcsul-blog]

take my trash muses pls ok u better

but i

i have no motivation

i am iconing for micheal

[sinxsaintarchive-blog]

At first Brooklyn had just thought she had gotten some really bad food posion. But after she missed her period, she knew exactly what was wrong. It had been some time since she had found out and she hadn't told Ashton yet. "Today's the day," she told herself as she drove home from the doctor. So many thoughts ran through her mind and she had no idea how she should tell him. But she'd figure something out, she always did. Hearing the front door open as she was cooking them dinner, she looked down the hall to see Ashton. "Hey babe," she said before going back to her cooking. "How was work? By the way, I'm pregnant. We're having your favorite to dinner by the way." The girl completely acted like it was nothing, kind of hoping he didn't notice.

[sncwball-blog]

{ somniumfracta }

      "yes, i am a stripper.   your point?" 

[dysfxnctional]

Edward growled at the male in front of him, taking a hold of the other's hair and throwing him across the room to a near wall. He then hovered above him and growled louder. "You stay away from him, don't you fucking dare touch what's mine," he growled, keeping Ryker behind him."Do not touch him, look at him, or breathe at him wrongly or you'll get worse the next time," the stronger male says with a raised voice, pulling at the male's hair again and throwing his head against the wall, smirking to himself.

"Internal bleed with some fractures in the bones; might wanna get to the ER," the surgeon says darkly with a chuckle, shaking his head as he turned around and took a hold of Ryker's hand. "Let's go babe.

[sinxsaintarchive-blog]

So I'm sorry I went away so long. I miss you all so much and I'm back. So I don't know if any of you want to plot or anything. But I am sorry I left and I miss you all so much. 

[justateenagxdirtbag-archive-blog]

♆ {cAREY IS IN A MOOD SO HERE}

♆: Strangle them. (whOA MAN)

breath !!

it’s all he cares about now. but just thinking won’t bringfresh air into his lungs andhe needs to b r e a t h. butthere’s hands around his throat, c r u s h i n g,and he can feel himself getting lightheaded; soundsare getting distant. he'll look around frantically, but it's useless, isn't it?his attacker is out of sight, much smarter than Michealseemed to take them for. he tries to swallow, but it just hurts and he definitelyregrets it, pulling at the fingers painting bruisesonto his pale skin; a canvas to be photographedin a morgue, he supposes. he's given up hope now, and he honestly doesn'tmind;he did always want to die, didn't he?edges of his vision grow black.                                                      careful what you wish for.