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Isaac wasn’t particularly sure why he’d offered to be the representative for the Lake Grimstone guards. However, he was the oldest and perhaps had the most experience -- if anyone could deliver a riveting exploration into the life of security, surely it could be him. Although, as he sat at the booth reading a newspaper, he wasn’t the most welcoming of faces.

“Yes, what can I do for you?” He asked, puffing on a cigarette -- with his eyes not even glancing up from the article he was reading.

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musesgonnamuse:

i lie AWAKE at night  with these MEMORIES  of feeling POWERLESS  and they’re HAUNTING me 

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mel-parker:

Melanie giggled and patted him lightly on the arm. “You bought new shoes?” She asked him. “Fancy.” She replied as she looked down at the shoes. They were nice, they suited him well. Mel smiled again. “it’s alright, we can pretend to dance.” She smiled at him. “I bet there will be worse dancers than us there, especially ones with worse excuses than slippy shoes.” 

“Don’t tell anyone,” he teased, feeling almost comfortable with the woman’s presence. Walking towards the hall, he couldn’t shake the feeling that all eyes would be on them. He knew, if you were to ask him afterwards, that he was being stupid and no one would really care whether the old guard was there or not. But this would be officially the first time he’d partaken in these events in years, since Matthew’s death, and that scared him. “I wouldn’t hold your breath, I’m the worst dancer there is. I’ll prove it to you.” He laughed, but also allowed her to know that he would dance. Even just to prove a point. “Do you go to these things often?”

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@marcelleresurrects

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sailor-musings:

                                   See the BLOOD on my hands?

                                         ——————   I never meant for any of it.

I NEVER MEANT FOR ANY OF THIS.

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mel-parker:

Melanie finished adjusting her dress before she approached the door. She smiled at Isaac and glanced down at herself again after he complimented her. She grabbed her purse and stepped outside and shut the door. “Thank you. You don’t look to bad yourself.” She smiled as she took his arm. “Alright, let’s go… But I promise you, I’m a horrible dancer and everyone will be judging you for bringing me as your date.” She said with a slight laugh. 

Isaac cursed himself for not allowing himself to bring her flowers, but then she might have thought something else. Perhaps he was overthinking it, and all that was left now was that she knew he didn’t have the common decency to purchase a floral arrangement for a date. Damn it. “Thanks,” he replied, casting a view of his attire before giving her a small smile. “I bet you’re not a bad dancer at all. I mean, that’s if we even get out onto the floor. I bought these new shoes --” Probably the first time he spent the money he earned on anything other than food and the necessities to live. “ -- And they’re sliding everywhere.”

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HOW MANY must f a l l  until there is PEACE for all 

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@mel-parker

“He looks at you like you hold the whole universe in your hands. He aches for you to look at him with the oceans in your eyes. So he can learn all the mysteries that construct the elements within you.”

— They fell in love in chemistry by @jwfeelings (via jwfeelings)

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God only knows, I’ve been through it all

Charlie Puth - Through It All (via feel-the-lyrics)

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Lost: Some people live they’re whole lives without finding their purpose. I’m afraid I’ll be one of them.

no one really knows they’re endpoint sometimes you got to get lost to find your purpose by @jwfeelings // Message me a word and I’ll write about it (via jwfeelings)

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Musing over my loneliness led me back to myself, and showed me that I hold onto the shadows of mere memories better than I do to the people in my life.

# I know that the day when everyone leaves is inevitable, so I choose to simply let them go. (via towardsnihility)

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pxntmercyarchive:

                                     how can you say                                     that your ’ t r u t h ‘                                    is better than ours ?

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aubrey-gallagher:

Aubrey was seated at the dance fiddling with her phone she glanced up when she heard footsteps approaching and smiled softly. “Hey stranger, What’s up?” she’d chuckle lightly before placing the phone in her pocket. 

“Not much, just checking in on the residents. Why’re you seated?” He asked, curiously. “Shouldn’t you be dancing and off that phone?”

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@mel-parker

Isaac rarely participated in town events, but that had always been due to his lack of reasoning for going. However, tonight was different. Isaac Trevino had a date, a real date. He couldn’t remember the last time he’d entertained a woman other than for a purely physical matter. Reaching Melanie’s door, he lifted his fist and knocked a couple of times. When she’d revealed herself, he paused momentarily while he took in her appearance. “Melanie, you look...” Stunning, beautiful, gorgeous. “You look great,” he opted for. “Are you all ready to get this shit dance over with?” He asked with a coy grin, lifting his arm for her to take.

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     It was YOU who ended their lives,              Made them to dig their own 𝕘𝕣𝕒𝕧𝕖𝕤.

                           With your dark, 𝘴𝘪𝘤𝘬, 𝘤𝘳𝘶𝘦𝘭 𝘥𝘦𝘴𝘪𝘨𝘯 —                                  Convinced them their world could be SAVED.

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Hey.

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@mel-parker