all of those butterflies [ o p e n ]

[Imogen Coachella]

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[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,10,true][atrb=style, background-color: #F2F2F2; width: 427px; margin-top: -20px, bTable] IF I WAKE UP TOMORROW, WILL YOU STILL BE THERE? she sat with her back against the stone wall, laughing at some random kids on the street, a cigarette hanging out of her red ruby lips. she was downtown tonight, darkness surrounding her and the only lights were the one of the flame on her cigarette and the dim, dull, lamp lights. her black leather jacket swung on like it was her shield, and coach purse on her arm like her sword, she looked like a bad ass ready to throw around some money, even though she was only aiming to have a night off of school. it surprised some people how old she really was, merely fifteen and barely a sophomore. she looked old, they told her. with her purse and heels and make up and after sex hair. taking another slow drag from her cigarette, she finally threw her stub on the ground, stomping it out with the toe of her black heels. running a hand through her disheveled hair, she took a glance around her surroundings, pulling out her cell to snap a quick picture. someone scuffled behind her, effectively kicking some dirt on her beautifully cut lace tights. "what?" she snapped, turning around and glaring at them. WORDS: ###, TAGS: lalala, NOTES: keep them short TEMPLATE BY CREEPY DOLL @ CAUTION

[Tyler Parks]

theres a thunder in our hearts baby

so much hate for the ones we love

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Tyler wandered downtown bored and just a bit confused he'd been aiming to get to the slice but here he was downtown he was lost and he knew it he barely knew anyone at Appleberry so he could be sure if anyone here knew how to get back to Appleberry campus because he'd taken too many turns on too many streets. He looked around he spotted a girl smoking a cigar he bit his lip he wandered closer to her he winced as he sprayed some sand onto her tights. He stuck his hands into his jeans pockets he ran a hand through his hair and said, "Um....Sorry can....you tell....me how.... to get....back to... Appleberry Crest....?"

He shifted uncomfortably as he waited for her reply he hoped she could help him get back to campus it was getting late and he wanted to get to his dorm so he could shower and go to bed before it got too late he didn't like going to bed really late it always made him grumpy and irritable if he stayed up too late and besides he needed to go see Star his Norwegian Fjord mare in the morning.

tell me that we both matter dont we

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