

Apartment No. 203 -- part 12It was chilly.Apartment No. 203 -- part 12
He wasnt used to being chilly, but the first few days of August brought a crisp autumn breeze to the city, lowering the temperature just enough to make Finn question his choice of cargo shorts for the days attire.
He stood on the balcony as usual, cigarette in hand as he stared at the sky graying with clouds. He was not excited for the coming fall, but he seemed to be the only one.
Just that morning, Nessa had exclaimed loudly that she could finally wear her leather jacket without sweating buckets, and Todd had smiled at the imposing storm-clouds, saying that he missed havin


7 deadly sinsPride7 deadly sins
A coy smirk, arms crossed. The look in theyre eyes is enough to make your blood boil. They chuckle, rolling those hated eyes. eyes that stare you down, secretly telling you how worthless, how weak you are. Theyre smile, a smirk, with a hidden sneer.
They never back down, for they never lose. Oh what a grand feeling to have, wanting to be the best of the best
Greed
Longing, such strong longing. You reach forward, letting your fingertips brush the want, before it slids away. you earn of it, and wills top at nothing to get it. Eyes stare blankly, as if to visually devour
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"My hand thinks I'm an artist, but my heart knows i'm a poet." -Bright Eyes
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Just think how happy you would be if you lost everything you have right now, and then got it back again. ~Frances Rodman
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Scream through grey and filthy space;;
Hurdleing towards some secret place...
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"My hand thinks I'm an artist, but my heart knows i'm a poet." -Bright Eyes
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