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Shipper BoyHe was a fan She was a star Can I make it anymore obvious? He had her shirts And kissed her posters Screw those co-stars He wanted her She'd never know That he sneaked into all her shows And suddenly He watched "Over the Moon" And he fell in love with Menzel tooShipper Boy
He was a shipper boy She said "I only like boys" Her man wasn't good enough for her She had a pretty face plastered all over Myspace Her own fanclub was full of gays
Five years from now He's on the phone Leaving messages on the star's answer phone He tu
by ~lynndenial
Crack Cellar on Crack'Pwuh...' Rosen didn't regain consciousness gracefully. The effect was rather like watching someone hurl a tiny rabbit around then slap it awake - and to be honest, he was feeling more like that rabbit by the minute. He never got used to this partCrack Cellar on Crack
completely. Having said that, hired muscle weren't there to be gentle. As the fog that clouded the brain after such afternoon naps as these cleared, a slight pinching around his forearm alerted Rosen to his bonds, or lack thereof. A wrist clamp attached to the wall were all that kept him captive, one that seemed easy to get out of. He snorted. It got easier every time.
by ~lynndenial
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- Interests: Writing, Drawing, Piano, Editing (Woo)... I'm so boring ^^
- Favourite movie: I could say a lot of things but then I'd have to *see* them and that's no fun. :D *injoke*
- Favourite band or musician: Evanescence, Michelle Branch, Vanessa Carlton :o
- Favourite poet or writer: J.K Rowling, Eoin Colfer
- Favourite cartoon character: Lor from the Weekenders
- Tools of the Trade: Eraser.
- Skype: lynndenial
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This is your life, and its ending one minute at a time.
Greatly appreciated.
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Whether to be glorified by history or abandoned by fate–to be accident's victim or to be prophecy's chosen child: It makes no difference.
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Lynndenial
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I'm cold, I want another straight jacket!
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Stood on the edge of your bridge until I felt the rain
Push me away-- my confusion left me
As fast as the Vertigo came
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KT Coope
"It's the best possible time to be alive; When everything you thought you knew is wrong."
Valentine Coverly, 'Arcadia'
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Viddy well, little brother, viddy well...
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Teh evilness shall begin
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