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 Posted: Thu Jan 12, 2012 12:03 am
Baby, don’t yell,
You’re tearing a hole right through the walls of everything we used to know,
I’m building a place, something amazing,
Just for the sake of saving us,
From under the sun,
Two plastic hearts with nowhere to run,
We’re rolling the dice on whatever’s left,
’cause God only knows that we could use the rest…
Me and you, living under a paper moon,
Cause real life just isn’t right; lets fabricate
Me and you, living under a paper moon,
This real life just isn’t right let’s get away let’s fabricate.
Baby, don’t fret,
At least we’re alive with just enough breath
to truly despise the hills in the carpet,
knots in the ties that bind us so tightly to our waking lives,
I’ll build up a house, I’ll build up an army
Of cellophane soliders cheap origami,
To take back a piece or whatever’s left
Of that little box that beats in your chest
Me and you, living under a paper moon,
Cause real life just isn’t right; lets fabricate
Me and you, living under a paper moon,
This real life just isn’t right let’s get away let’s fabricate. 
I’m building a place,
something amazing just for the sake of saving us,
And whatever’s left of that little box that beats in your chest
Me and you, living under a paper moon,
Cause real life just isn’t right; lets fabricate
Me and you, living under a paper moon,
This real life just isn’t right let’s get away
This real life, just isn’t right, let’s fabricate
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Posted: Thu Jan 12, 2012 12:16 am
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☠☠☠ [Follow Gaia TOS]
Self explanatory
[No cybering]
This can get steamy and what not and we're all big kids so we can use words like boob and p***s, but seriously, censor it.
[BE ACTIVE!!]
If you know you won't be on almost everyday, don't join.
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[I ish GOD!]
Yeah I really ish. So if I say no...it's no. This also means I have the right to kick you out so yeah, fear ME.
[Grammer]
Use it and spell your words right too.
[One liners]
No. I understand writer's block but I hate one liners. How do you rp...to nothing?
[A pet peeve]
I really hate when someone posts, then the person replying in it writes down everything single thing the person said in their own post. It's so annoying! I don't mind if you do like one line or two lines, because sometimes you need too, just not every single line the person says every single post!
[Vacation]
If you're going to be gone for a while...tell us. If you just suddenly stop showing up you'll be replaced.
[Don't throw in random stuff]
In your profile, if you say one thing, that's your thing, you stick with it. I don't want to read one thing in your bio then have you go and say something completly different about your charrie in the rp.
[Profiles]
Make sure they are pmed to either Me. None of this posting profile buiness aight?
Title your Profiles "Paper Moon"
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Posted: Thu Jan 12, 2012 12:26 am
One couple just celebrated their six year anniversary, at the ripe ages of their early twenties. They had been together since their Sophomore year in high school and been madly in love. Everyone pegged them to get married and be together forever. They were the perfect couple. Always had been, always would be.
Well, that would have been true if one half of the relationship hadn't started to grow bored. She loved her boyfriend with everything she had. He was amazing, sweet, the kind of guy girls dream of finding.
But everything was starting to feel so routine.
Same sex.
Same days over and over.
Same sweet comments.
Same dinner dates.
Same sleeping positions.
Same sex.
Same conversations.
Same old, same old.
She began craving fun and blaming him.
Before, they rarely fought. Now, she picked fights over the silliest of things just to get a spark going again.
Something.
Anything. Was better than nothing at all.
One night out with her girlfriends led to a one night stand.
The most fun she had had in a long time.
And the second guy she ever slept with.
Of course, she felt a little guilty... but she doesn't tell him.
He suspects, but just keeps building a perfect world under a paper moon. He tries to keep everything at bay and fabricate their life into perfection.
But she keeps trying to tear down the walls and make everything twenty times worse than it actually is.
Plus, she keeps going out... more and more... craving the life she hadn't yet explored.
And maybe even a new side of herself.
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Posted: Thu Jan 12, 2012 2:11 am
 →→☆Effie Mae Beauregard ☆←← Why, hello there sweets, you can call me Effie. I was born in 1990, making me twenty one. ℓ❤ℓ ι'νє ¢σмє тσσ ƒαя тσ тυяη αяσυη∂:
My life wasn't a storybook fairytale type thing, but I can't say it was completely dreadful either. My mother and father were happily married because of a growing baby bump. Yes, they married because he knocked her up with little ole' me. But I don't believe that was the only reason, I think they really did love each other, at one point at least.
My mom and I were best friends. Seriously, I told her everything and anything. We were as close as can be.
i even told her when I lost my virginity late into my Sophomore year of high school. Yeah, I had met the love of my life. She told me I was crazy, that it was just high school, but that she was happy for me and if it worked out she'd be there by my side the whole time.
I really did love Archie. Now, we're celebrating our sixth year together.
Ya know, right after I found out that my mother had been cheating on my father for the last eight or nine years... with another woman.
He had known for awhile and just ignored it.
Her and I aren't so close anymore. My parents divorced after it all blew up in our faces. I sort of refuse to speak to her at all and see her. I can't trust her anymore. She makes me sick.
(And now... I feel like I'm turning into her... maybe that's why I'm so disgusted with her... who knows.)
I guess I've sorta lost all faith in love.
i guess I'm getting bored,
Tired of the same old stinking routine.
Same old sex.
Same old guy.
The only guy I've ever loved...
Ever been with.
I went out with my girlfriends a few weekends ago. Two are married. One happily, the other not so much. I'm pretty sure they're only together because of Angela, their new baby girl.
Then there's my two single friends. They have the most fun, I swear.
Anyways, that night I was hit on... a lot and I mean a lot. Not sure what was up with me, or them... but it felt really good...
Fun.
Exciting.
New.
Different.
I kinda really liked it.
But I behaved myself.
For the time being of course.
»--» »--» เŦ єשєгא๏ภє ςคгє๔:
I used to be a goody two shoes. Honestly, I really was. College brought out a bit of my wild side, but not a whole lot. I just know how to let loose a little sometimes now. Archie is always there to keep me grounded.
I've always been a little over-emotional, a little too touchy. But lately it's been even worse... I've been neurotic. I'm taking everything out of proportion and turning it around on Archie, he's been miserable... I can tell. But I blow it all off and continue to pick apart every little thing. I'm sort of tearing us apart...
and I'm not quite sure why.
I've always been loyal too, don't know if that's going to change.
ⓜⓔ ⓖⓤⓢⓣⓐ:
♥ Marlboro Menthol Lights
♥ Cherry Vodka and Pepsi
♥ Sex
♥ Going Out
♥ Running
му кяуρтσηιтє:
Old Movies ☠
Technology ☠
Hangovers ☠
Fakes ☠
Growing Old [Alone] ☠
Everything I've Become.    
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 →→☆Archibald Conner O'Neill ☆←← Yeah, hi, you can call me Archie. I was born in 1990, making me twenty-one. ℓ❤ℓ ι'νє ¢σмє тσσ ƒαя тσ тυяη αяσυη∂: Hmm....my life wrapped up in a couple paragraphs. Shouldn't be too hard seeing as how I haven't had anything new happen to me in the past six years and my life before then was virtually and wonderfully simple. I mean I was born in Ireland and actually lived there until I was three. My mother died a little before I turned three. But that is the section of my life I don't really remember.
Then I moved to the states after my third birthday. It was for a job. My father got the opportunity and he happily took it because it was where my mom was from and he wanted to see where she grew up and such. He ended up liking it so much that we stayed, long after he had been fired from the company and found a new job. Which was fine with me because I had made friends and was getting great schooling.
Now high school is where things start getting perfect. I made it through freshman year loved by everyone. I never got the rumored freshman torture and was best friends with Seniors all through the school. Sophomore year is when I met my girlfriend. Really she was my first real serious girlfriend. Effie was perfect. Is perfect. You see we are still together, though we aren't married...yet...we were and are great together. Six years now we haven't changed a bit and are still strong. Though she has gotten a bit nagging lately and she is out all the time, everything is perfect. Perfect....wonderful....nothing is wrong, right? »--» »--» เŦ єשєгא๏ภє ςคгє๔:
People say I am difficult to understand and explain. I don't really think so. But I suppose I am in my own head all the time. So I am going to explain my personality as I see it. Typically I am a calm person who is eager to do things for others. I am generous and happy, that is when unprovoked. Like a sleeping bear and my girlfriend knows this more than anyone, especially right now. She nags me and points out the little "mistakes" I make. It makes me angry and that is when I become angry. When I get angry I don't necessarily get violent but I get loud. I yell and I feel like if I were in a cartoon steam would be coming from my ears. I live my life on two ends of one personality spectrum. Two very opposite ends. ⓜⓔ ⓖⓤⓢⓣⓐ:
♥ Weight Training
♥ Good Music
♥ Big Dogs
♥ Comedy Shows
♥ Sleep
му кяуρтσηιтє:
Living Lies ☠
Pink Anything ☠
Hangovers ☠
Loveless Relationships ☠
Being Yelled At ☠
   
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Posted: Mon Jan 16, 2012 9:02 pm
  ::Archie.. i'm building a place,
something amazing,
just for the sake of saving us.
i'll build up a house,
i'll build up an army of cellophane soldiers-
[[cheap origami]]
to take back a piece of whatever's left...
of that little box that beats in your chest.
 
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#00C78C
two plastic hearts with nowhere tor un.
we're rolling dice on whatever's left
'cause God only knows that we could use the rest.
me && you living under a paper moon,
'cause real life just isn't right.
let's fabricate.
let's get away.
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Posted: Mon Jan 16, 2012 10:05 pm
 XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX XXXXXdaddy's little girl knows how to P A R T Y. xxx⇘⇘xxshe's singing "pour some sugar on me". x ➸ ❤xx▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀
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Posted: Mon Jan 16, 2012 10:32 pm
XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXdaddy's little girl knows how to P A R T Y. xxx⇘⇘xxshe's singing "pour some sugar on me". x ➸ ❤xx▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀
Effie woke up the next morning in her own bedroom, thankfully. Granted, she wasn't thankful for the dreadful headache, aching limbs, or her eyes being crusted together from leftover makeup. Looking to her right, she noticed Archie was already awake. Her churning stomach told her he was cooking up some bacon, probably with a side of eggs.
Just like every other Sunday morning.
Since she was still sleeping, he'd probably bring it to her in bed as well.
The door would slowly happen and Archie, tray in hand, would emerge with the sloppy half smile that she used to find oh-so-very adorable plastered to his face. The thought of it made her want to throw herself out of the window... of their third floor apartment.
Yanking the covers over her head, she groaned. Her head pounded as if there were gorilla's partying to hardcore techno in there.
Yeah, there was no going back to sleep at this point.
With a final huff, she threw the duvet off of her cold, half dressed in last nights clothes body and rolled off the bed... quite literally.
Effie made her way across the hall to their bathroom and cleaned off her face, then tore off her metalic, sequined dress and tossed it onto the floor. She pulled her hair out of the messy bun it hadn't been tangled in last night. It fell to her shoulders, reeking of cigarettes. Of course, she could blame it on the club this time...
But Archie could not know about her new love affair with Marlboro Menthol's. He would absolutely tear her to pieces.
Next, she tumbled into the tub for a long, hot shower. By the time she finished, she was feeling better... at least somewhat.
After that she put on her silky, pink robe and headed out of the bathroom and into the kitchen, her red locks hanging, soaked at her shoulders.
Approaching Archie quietly, she kissed him once on his shoulder blade before moving to the couch.
All routine.
Same s**t, just another day.
"Darling, could you bring me an Advil... maybe three and a glass of water? My head is killing me."
Wonder why...
Of course, it couldn't have been the loud, thudding music that coaxed her into dancing with plenty guys.
Definitely not the countless number of drinks she downed.
Or the lack of sleep.
Or any of that...
However, Effie didn't regret it for a moment.
In fact, she relished in the few memories she had from the previous night.
Music thumped hard in her chest as she sauntered over to yet another young, single looking guy. Her body against his, she played off the single girl act well. Especially for how long it had been since she had the chance to play that part.
Men whispered things into her ears that she hadn't heard from Archie in... forever.
Tempting, alluring breaths...
Her friends kept her head on straight.
But as hands wandered along her body to the music, she felt more and more alive.
More alive than she had in years.
Obviously, her friends got her home safely. She was sure Archie had been up all night, probably worried sick.
Or maybe not. He seemed to live in a world of facades lately.
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Posted: Tue Jan 17, 2012 6:45 am
::Archie.. i'm building a place,
something amazing,
just for the sake of saving us.
i'll build up a house,
i'll build up an army of cellophane soldiers-
[[cheap origami]]
to take back a piece of whatever's left...
of that little box that beats in your chest.
Stupid Sundays. Stupid breakfast. Stupid lies.
Flip bacon over.
Stupid girlfriend. Stupid late nights. Stupid lies.
Archie was gritting his teeth living in his lie. His fabricated world, the string of stupid this and that was just a way to blow off steam in his own way. When breakfast was done, his life would be perfect again. Like a sick magic trick.
The shower clicked on and Archie pulled the bacon out of the pan and put them on the paper towels. He then began on the eggs and pushed down the toast. He inhaled deeply and cleared his heads and put on a smile. Archie whistled and smiled. He was building his life up again.
Shower off.
Archie put the eggs, bacon, and toast on two plates even though he had a nagging feeling she won't want any.
When he felt his shoulder blade being kissed he smiled a little, before remembering her late night.
Advil, water? "Yeah." He grumbled before moving to it.
Moving to the couch he handed her all the stuff. "You....were...outlatelastnight." He mumbled before turning away and walked back to the kitchen. Non confrontational much?
#00C78C
two plastic hearts with nowhere to run.
we're rolling dice on whatever's left
'cause God only knows that we could use the rest.
me && you living under a paper moon,
'cause real life just isn't right.
let's fabricate.
let's get away.
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Posted: Tue Jan 17, 2012 8:38 pm
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Effie took the Advil and water, basically swallowing them as if her life depended on it.
Well, it might.
She felt awfully dehydrated.
"I don't even remember what time the girls brought me home." She paused, thinking. "They did get me home, right? I mean, I'd assume it was them." At the thought, she couldn't help but laugh a bit.
"You didn't wait up too late for me, did you? I forgot my phone in the car...which is probably for the best, knowing me I would'a lost it in the bar."
Her stomach grumbled.
"Is breakfast ready?"
Apparently, Archie wasn't the only one that could play the game "Perfect Life."
Effie had gotten pretty good at it.
Walking into the kitchen, she inhaled deeply. Ah, just like every other Sunday.
She popped a piece of bacon in her mouth, something she used to do while Archie cooked, that annoyed him but he found so very cute...
Something they hadn't done in quite awhile. Effie usually slept through breakfast on Sunday.
Sleeping hid her from her problems...
From her life.
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Posted: Wed Jan 25, 2012 6:54 pm
::Archie.. i'm building a place,
something amazing,
just for the sake of saving us.
i'll build up a house,
i'll build up an army of cellophane soldiers-
[[cheap origami]]
to take back a piece of whatever's left...
of that little box that beats in your chest.
Archie was happy to wait on his girlfriend. He was fine with being a punching bag sometimes. But he was not okay with worrying himself sick because she forgot her phone in the car to go party.
But like everything he wasn't okay with in his life he repressed it. Shoving it to the very, very back of his mind.
Smiling he responded to both of her questions from the kitchen. "Yeah they brought you home. Though they had a very big looking guy in the car. " He pondered that for a moment before starting again, " No I went to bed at about midnight and opened the door for you later."
Lie. A paper thin lie.
He had waited until she came home. Watching the clock like it was the most interesting thing he had ever seen.
"Yeah. All finished." He turned away to grab glasses from the cupboard. Turned away for a second and turned back to find her stealing a piece of bacon. He rolled his eyes and shook his head but didn't say anything about it. He leant down and kissed her chastely on the lips before putting a glass in her hands and motioning towards the food and the juice on the counter.
"Have at it you beast." He said with a chuckle and took his plate to the table.
#00C78C
two plastic hearts with nowhere to run.
we're rolling dice on whatever's left
'cause God only knows that we could use the rest.
me && you living under a paper moon,
'cause real life just isn't right.
let's fabricate.
let's get away.
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Posted: Wed Jan 25, 2012 8:39 pm
XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXdaddy's little girl knows how to P A R T Y. xxx⇘⇘xxshe's singing "pour some sugar on me". x ➸ ❤xx▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀
Effie welcomed the kiss, for another moment she pretended everything was peachy keen, everything was perfect again.
He hadn't waited up for her last night. Lie.
He wasn't thinking that she hooked up with the big looking guy in the car. Probably a lie.
Big looking guy?
While Effie poured her glass of juice and scooped food onto her plate she pondered this thought. Who could have been in the car? Big guy Big guy...
Brunette, no no, it was just dark. He was blonde, blue eyes, very handsome...
"Hey Darlin, lookin' a little lonely."
A sultry southern accent snuck up behind her at the bar. She swiveled around in her stool to come face to face with a very attractive young man.
"Quite possibly." She giggled, "Who's asking?"
"Someone who might wanna buy ya a drink, but doesn't wanna get the s**t kicked out of him." Oh, he even winked.
"I'll take an apple martini." Effie smiled up at him.
"I'll take your name?" He ordered her drink, it was in her hand within minutes.
"Effie, you?"
"Jake."
They danced, he pressed for more...
But never got that far. Not with Effie at least.
Somehow, she remembered him having her phone in the car... but not much else after that.
Effie looked across the table at Archie as she nibbled on another piece of bacon, her plate half gone moments after filling it.
Okay, maybe she was a tad hungry.
Silence clung to the air around them.
No use in fighting it. Effie had tried that many, many times. Archie denied everything or shushed her, promising things were fine and that nothing needed to be argued over, or discussed at all.
She wanted to invite him out sometime, with her coupled friends... but she knew he'd excuse himself out of it.
That's when she recalled something that put her in dire need of checking her phone before Archie had the chance to.
Pictures, she remembered flashes, and a number...
"I won't remember silly! Put it in my phone.
s**t.
"Babe, do you happen to know where my phone is?" Effie tried desperately to keep her voice even.
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Posted: Mon Mar 26, 2012 8:18 pm
::Archie.. i'm building a place,
something amazing,
just for the sake of saving us.
i'll build up a house,
i'll build up an army of cellophane soldiers-
[[cheap origami]]
to take back a piece of whatever's left...
of that little box that beats in your chest.
It was very, very obvious that Effie was lost in her own world. Archie could just tell. They sat in silence as she chewed absently. He could have said something, he could have ranted about how she doesn't really pay attention to him, or give him the time of day anymore. But she would have just sat there in her memories or thoughts and ignored him, as if subconsciously proving his point.
As the silence dragged on Archie found his brain convincing him it was a good thing. Quiet meant no arguing, which meant everything was fine. Or he could pretend it was.
Archie knew his eyes had probably glazed over, he was staring at the picture of the first date he and Effie had shared. He had probably been staring at it for a very long time, judging by the way the image was blurred and his eyes were now stinging.
By the time Effie's voice registered, he was tearing and being forced by his body to blink.
What had she said? Phone?
Had he seen her phone? Oh yeah, he remembered the big guy stumbling out after her, "This is the pretty lady's phone."
All of a sudden his temper flared.
Without answering, Archie stood up with his empty plate, pulled hers out from underneath her without checking if she was done, and went into their bedroom.
When he emerged he was holding her phone. "Here." He said through gritted teeth before slamming the phone down in front of her.
He walked back to their room inhaling and exhaling deeply.
Perfect world Arch, remember, perfect world.
#00C78C
two plastic hearts with nowhere to run.
we're rolling dice on whatever's left
'cause God only knows that we could use the rest.
me && you living under a paper moon,
'cause real life just isn't right.
let's fabricate.
let's get away.
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samanthaualani Vice Captain
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Posted: Sun Apr 15, 2012 9:20 pm
XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXdaddy's little girl knows how to P A R T Y. xxx⇘⇘xxshe's singing "pour some sugar on me". x ➸ ❤xx▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀
Effie was shocked as her plate was yanked away from her by Archie at the mention of her simple question.
"What the hell!" She cursed as he fled the room, coming back shortly just to throw her phone at her and leave again.
After deleting a few choice pictures, ones that weren't as bad as she thought they could be and keeping the ones of her girlfriends, she sifted through some texts.
A good morning from a 'Jake,' asking if she was alright. Which, she also deleted and left unanswered, and a few from friends frantically asking gossip questions, as well as asking if she was alright.
She answered the ones about her safety before chasing after Archie.
"Hey! What the hell is your problem?" There she was, trying to start fights again. She just wanted him to react, to show he still cared.
Though, she knew that he wouldn't. He wouldn't react in the ways she desperately craved, he wouldn't beg to salvage what little was left of their failing relationship. He would pretend things were fine, but shut her out just as she was doing to him.
XXxxxxX XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXєƒƒιє XX мαєXXвєαυяєgαя∂
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Posted: Fri Apr 20, 2012 1:02 pm
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samanthaualani Vice Captain
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Posted: Fri Apr 20, 2012 2:47 pm
::Archie.. i'm building a place,
something amazing,
just for the sake of saving us.
i'll build up a house,
i'll build up an army of cellophane soldiers-
[[cheap origami]]
to take back a piece of whatever's left...
of that little box that beats in your chest.
He knew it was going to fall back on him. Archie knew it was going to start something. Effie seemed to just look for any reason to attack him.
Getting out of the house was the only option right now. There wasn't really anything else he could do.
The wrath of Effie didn't rain down on him for a couple minutes so he had already thrown a pair of shorts and a shirt on and threw some things in a backpack before she stormed in.
The yelling started almost immediately and like always Archie clenched and unclenched his jaw a couple times before smiling a tight lipped smile.
"It's nothing babe. I have no problem."
Arch couldn't react the way he wanted or it would shred the precious picture he had created of their life.
He was preparing for more yelling as he searched the room for his sneakers, iPod, and car keys. Leaving wasn't usually what he would do but he needed a breather before he did something he would regret.
The keys were found on his bedside table, on top of his iPhone, and the shoes were sticking out from underneath the bed. It's a start.
#00C78C
two plastic hearts with nowhere to run.
we're rolling dice on whatever's left
'cause God only knows that we could use the rest.
me && you living under a paper moon,
'cause real life just isn't right.
let's fabricate.
let's get away.
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