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JANUARY CONTEST: missyxplagueMissy POV Great. It’s raining. That was my first thought as I pulled my beanie further onto my head. I kept running down the dark street though. My second? Where should I go? Remember that I was thinking enough to grab a twenty before I left, I ran down another street to the coffee shop not far from my home. Or, rather, what shouldn’t be my home. Hi, my name is Missy. I live in an apartment with my “boyfriend” in the Village of New York City. Jesse, my “boyfriend” met me in high school. I was the musical prodigy; he wasJANUARY CONTEST: missyxplague
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I'll Taste Your Blood TonightI’ll Taste Your Blood Tonight…I'll Taste Your Blood Tonight
…he’s beating me again. This isn’t the first time it’s happened, and probably won’t be the last…though every day, I hope for that. I’ve begun to numb myself to it all. My boyfriend gets drunk, beats the living shit out of me, and goes to pass out. It’s always the same, every night. When it happens – usually over absolutely nothing, and if he’s had a bad day it’s even worse – I usually just cut myself off from my body. I have no idea why I don’t just leave. The door is right there. Yet every single night I plot my sweet,
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Room 21-JanCan’t you feel the poison rising?Room 21-Jan
My heart hammered against my ribcage alternately with the blows being applied to my body. I felt like my lungs were bursting from lack of air and my throat was being torn out from the inside. I’d heard that if you took the pain out of love, love wouldn’t exist. Suddenly, the truth of that statement hit me like an extra hand added to my fiancé’s own two.
“I love you.”
I love you--The three most important words in most people’s lives. My boyfriend said it e
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Bittersweet Prelude To Tragedy It was another horrid night, and the rain pouring outside only made it seem worse. A man, about the age of twenty-three, walked off to bed angrily and leaving a young girl in his wake. Laying on the floor, bleeding and broken, Saarni willed herself not to cry. For she knew if she did, her attacker would merely come back for another round. And another, and another. However many it took to keep her quiet, to shut her up. However many it took to make him feel as if he had won. It was true; her boyfriend of three years was abusive and cruel. Of course, the rBittersweet Prelude To Tragedy
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- Current Residence: Jimmy's pants.
- Interests: Music, writing.
- Favourite band or musician: Too many. Don't ask.
- Favourite photographer: Caitlin and Cetera.
- Operating System: Windows XP and U3
- MP3 player of choice: "Biscuit" and "Gerard"
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- Personal Quote: "Hey, Shads! You in there?"
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The Rev doesn't need a pole to pole-vault - he just needs a really stiff erection.
CC has been grounded...agin, and again, and again....
But we're all ready for May this time around since we're free again.
Jesus, we've been gone too long.
xoxo-SkyShads
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M. Shadows and Johnny Christ pwn ALL your souls!
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If i was perfect
Then this would be easy
Either road plaudible
I know i can drown
I walk through the city
With no rules to guide me
I realize its difficult
But now i can see
Johnny Christ can slam revolving doors
everything ok?
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If i was perfect
Then this would be easy
Either road plaudible
I know i can drown
I walk through the city
With no rules to guide me
I realize its difficult
But now i can see
Johnny Christ can slam revolving doors
I've been incredibly busy lately with schoolwork and stage crew duties.
Our lovely Caitlin Christ has been grounded time and time again.
We're totally prepared for May now, though.
Seriously this time.
xoxo
Sorry.
-SkyShads
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M. Shadows and Johnny Christ pwn ALL your souls!
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If i was perfect
Then this would be easy
Either road plaudible
I know i can drown
I walk through the city
With no rules to guide me
I realize its difficult
But now i can see
Johnny Christ can slam revolving doors
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Your body may be gone, I'm gonna carry you in.
In my head, in my heart, in my soul.
And maybe we'll get lucky and we'll both live again.
Well, I don't know. I don't know. I don't know. Don't think so.
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"I may be a little tone-deaf but it sounded like you were farting." -Jimmy S.
Saarni spoke the truth when she said that school was not on my good side right now. Also, I -am- working on two other stories right now--both of which, hopefully, will be up in the next couple of weeks--but I'm going to try to enter the contest anyways~
ANYWAY.
That's my update.
Seeya, guys.
-Gates.
I'm glad to know you can make time to write for the contest, but if it gets in the way of anything, remember that it should be your last priority.
I can't wait to read your entry! (If you get it finished, that is. :])
~JC (ClassicRendezvous)
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M. Shadows and Johnny Christ pwn ALL your souls!
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