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[Ms_VIX3N]

never understood how she could ⋆ mean so little to so many۰
xxxxIS IT WORTH THE PAIN XXX IS IT WORTH THE PAIN XXX IS IT WORTH THE PAIN
xxxxxxx⊱ with 『no one』 to blame?
❝when youxxp u s hxx on glass it's bound﹃ to xxb r e a k ⊹
xxxxxxx✄ ━ the more you squeeze◜ the more it slips ↳ away
▮➸ I never walked so far on a lonely✦street with no-one ⇣ there for ◖me◗


It was a bright, frosty morning. The pavement glistened like a carpet of crushed diamonds in the early morning sunshine. Penelope made her way through the park amid the suburban neighborhood she lived in, humming along to a tune that played through a pair of pretty pink earbuds emerging from her thick, woolly scarf. This was the way she took to school every morning. She had wrapped up warm against the icy fingers of winter. It was the most beautiful time of year, her favourite in fact, and she could tell it was going to be a good day. Greeting every passerby with a warm smile, because, why not?

"Curabitur vitae quam tempor, feugiat mi vestibulum."

Auctor tortor. Phasellus hendrerit ut sapien eget finibus. Aenean sodales bibendum dolor, nec congue nunc lobortis non. Fusce faucibus diam et justo sollicitudin sollicitudin. Nullam venenatis blandit dignissim. Nullam consectetur leo nec lorem hendrerit, sed cursus metus ullamcorper. Nam ullamcorper euismod leo, ac aliquet est efficitur in. In dapibus vulputate felis in efficitur. Nulla facilisi. Sed sollicitudin, libero ac ultrices scelerisque, orci dui blandit velit, eu congue erat est eu odio. Sed imperdiet congue lectus, et ultricies lectus congue id. Ut efficitur libero orci, nec aliquam magna tincidunt id. Aenean condimentum eu dolor sit amet euismod. Praesent sodales ligula enim, nec molestie urna rhoncus ut. Sed tempor ornare odio, tempus blandit quam faucibus vitae. Aliquam vulputate pretium leo ac pellentesque.





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⊰ accept this confession! ___✭ i'm walking on pins and needles ⊰ my conscience is vicious! ___✭ i'm walking on pins and needles ⊰ and I'm begging forgiveness! ___✭ i'm walking on pins and needles

[Ms_VIX3N]

The night terrors were recurring and startling to say the least. Lucian was on the brink of exhaustion; making it incredibly difficult to get through all of his course work on time - let alone in an orderly fashion. With a savage imagination and a vicious conscious sleep seemed more like a burden than a chance to forget his tribulation. On the bright end of things, today was a day he'd been looking forward to. Although sad to hear that the hotel was being sold Lucian couldn't wait to unwind in the mountains for a few days with Jude and the others. Stirred from his sleep by warm, wet, slobbery kisses, Lucian wrestled his way out of the covers in a frantic attempt to escape the stench of warm breath surrounding his face. The brisk morning breeze greeted him as he slid onto the bedroom floor, freeing the last bit of comforter tangled around his ankle and tossing it playfully over the head of his furry pal. "You deprive me, mongrel. I hope you know." He sighed as he glanced over to the digital clock and blinked through the darkness - 6:18AM; not what he had planned but with places to be he only had to waste an hour or two before he'd be able to hit the road anyways.

After puttering around his apartment for a while doing odds and ends of his regular routine Lucian jumped into a hot shower, shaved and brushed his teeth without much contemplation. Most of his mornings came about this way. He pulled on some track pants and grabbed a sweater on his way out; he lived anywhere from 45 minutes to an hour from the hotel if traffic was good and he drove over the limit on the back roads.


Post ideas for Lucian:

- Gets in minor car collision close to the hotel.
- Gets bad nose bleed and possibly minor cut from smashing into the steering wheel upon impact.
- Car get's stuck in the ditch so he walked the rest of the way to the hotel, frightens Abby with his bloody appearances & asks her for her help getting his car out of the ditch.