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Loss brings pain. Yes. But pain triggers memory. And memory is a kind of new birth, within each of us. And it is that new birth after long pain, that resurrection-in memory-that, to our surprise, perhaps, comforts us.

Sue Miller, While I Was Gone (via curiousandblue)

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You see how the words work? They betray your mouth and walk away.

Ned Vizzini, It’s Kind of a Funny Story

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Please know there are much better things in life than being lonely or liked or bitter or mean or self-conscious. We are all full of shit. Go love someone just because, I know your heart may be badly bruised, or even the victim of numerous knifings, but it will always heal, even if you don’t want it to; it keeps going. There are the most fantastic, beautiful things and people out there, I promise. It is up to you to find them.

Chuck Palahniuk

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Eli listened as she explained her later plans she had with her friends. He bobbed his head side to side between his shoulders as if rolling over the idea. Of course, a band triumphed over clowns any day and his other plans for the day would have just been heading back home and hopping on his Xbox, "Two o'clock..." He motioned his head towards the crowd prompting that they get out of the crowd. Elijah was still wary of the clowns coming back around with their antics. He pushed and squeezed past the crowd, once through them looking back to Nat, "Sounds like a plan to me. So, this band, they got a name? What sort of music do they play?"

“None until later,” Nat said with a shrug. She rarely had concrete plans anyway - she was kind of a ‘text people last minute and hope for the best’ sort of person when it came down to it. “Some band from a couple states over’s s’posed to be playin’ in the park. Was gonna go with a couple friends.” More like she’d been told that if she didn’t show up, she was going to get dragged out of her house, so she didn’t really have a choice - her friends seriously didn’t get the whole ‘need some time away from people on occasion’ thing. “Y’can tag along for that, if you wanna; ‘s not ‘til two or so, though. Aside from that, though, no plans.”

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He continued to watch the scene, his hand slowly moving down to his pant pocket to pull his phone out when the seemingly choking clown straightened up and patted the other on the shoulder. Still seeming a little shaken the clown slowly moved over to one of the black boxes on stage and pulled out more props for their next act. Guess he's alright... Elijah glanced over to Natasha catching what she said, "Whether or not that was planned they certainly got a rise from everyone didn't they?" Eli brought his arms up and stretched, leaning back a bit before looking back to Nat, "I think I've had my fill of these clowns. Did you have any plans other than doodling in that sketch book of yours before I intruded? Anything which I could tag along for? Er, unless you were going to an afternoon mass or something." He smirked, "That's where I had come from before running into you."

“Well, I sure as hell hope this wasn’t somethin’ they figured out themselves; y’know, trial ‘nd error,” she said with a snort. “Gag reflex ‘r no, that’d be a li’l weird t’just mess around with.” And… She really kind of hoped nobody was listening to this conversation because this probably just sounded bad if you hadn’t caught everything. At first, she’d been perfectly pleased to laugh at the clown’s misfortune, but the longer things went on, the less sure she was that the whole ‘choking on a scarf’ thing was actually an act.”Uh, i don’t-” Okay, this really only had two options: either that clown was legitimately choking and they were all going to look like assholes for just standing around, or this was part of the act and there was no cause for panic. “Does anybody know wh-” She cut herself off mid-sentence as the clowns seemed to have managed to sort things out, even if one of them was looking a little worse for the wear and she still couldn’t tell if that had been an act or not. “…Well, alright then.”

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One of his brows had peaked when Dallas mentioned hanging out. Eli paused for a moment looking the other over as if trying to figure out his motive, he had after all just admitted to being known for one night stands. Pushing any ill thoughts to the back of his mind Elijah decided to go with things. Eli let a faint smile return in the moment and nodded slowly, "Sure, why not." Elijah watched as Dallas packed up his things, feeling his phone go off once more as he waited. He gave a small shrug of his shoulders when the other told him where they were heading, "No complaints from me." While the two walked Eli had a tendency to look behind them every so often. His eyes fixing on Dallas as he spoke up, "Nah, though it was a close call according to my Mom. She said if one of us had been a girl we would have been Elise and Elijah." He let out a light chuckle and shrugged his shoulder.

Double Vision

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Here's a M!A List Spread It Like A Fatal Disease:

Blood: Your thirst for blood is insatiable. No, you aren't some vampire with convenient sharp teeth. You gotta find blood to eat or you'll starve; all other food and drink make you promptly vomit.

Stuttering: You have an irresistibly cute stutter for the next _____

Little Bird: For ____, you have cute little wings. No, not big enough to fly. Yes, big enough that you might need to cut holes in your shirt.

Lips Like Morphine: You want to kiss everyone who says your name for the next ____.

Super Psycho Love: For the next ___, you're on a quest to make out with the one person you know you shouldn't.

Use Me: You have to abide to anyone that says your name, followed by a command. Lasts for _____.

Blood, Sex, and Booze: You wake up tied to a chair, your head hurts like fucking hell, and you taste blood on your lips holy shit you're bleeding. Oh yeah, and you're horny as shit. You're stuck for ____ or until someone helps you out.

Nice Guys Finish Last: If you're a nice guy, now you're bad. If you're a bad guy, you're now nice. If you're somewhere in the middle, you're now a fuckin' cat.

Just a Little Girl: No, I don't give a fuck about your gender. For the next ____, you're a little girl.

The Mirror: You become split into two versions of yourself -- your good and your evil, for ___.

Automatisch: You are now a robot or a cyborg (have metallic parts) for _____.

Anyway You Want It: You have to follow the next 5 commands in your inbox, no matter what. (Can only be refuted by another anon).

So Fierce: You're suddenly some kind of sex kitten, for ______. You smouldering temptress.

Chained to You: Physically, you are chained to (anon decides) for _____ long. Include chain leeway (length).

Brainwashed: You will be brainwashed by the next person to say your name. Lasts for _____.

T-Shirt: You can wear nothing but a t-shirt for ______.

When They Come For Me: Yeah. They're coming. You better run. They'll give up the hunt on _____.

I Don't Like The Drugs: Way to develop a physiological drug dependency for ____. Way to go, Tiger.

Pushing Me Away: You now love everyone you hated. You hate/are scared of the ones closest to you. Relationships that are somewhere in the middle are unaffected. Lasts for _____.

I'm Dying: I'm so...so sorry...

Kryptonite: Well, aren't you a hunk. You've got super strength, speed, x-ray vision, and dazzling hair. There's only one thing that can stop you, and that's (anon decides).

Drunk: Get Home You're drunk for _______. (Anon can specify a KIND of drunk; angry drunk, horny drunk, emotional drunk, etc..)

Killer in You: You want to kill everyone with RP with for ______. The only way to stop it is to kill yourself (you'll come back, obvi. But whether or not you know that...)

Good Life: For _____, you have everything you've ever wanted. When it disappears, though...

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“Something in me vibrates to a dusky, dreamy smell of dying moons and shadows.”

- Zelda Fitzgerald

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Collapse into me tired with joy.

Snow Patrol (via fortunafavoursthebrave)

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“Why is it so dark?”

“In the beginning, it is always dark.”