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 Posted: Mon Jun 27, 2011 3:26 pm
Natalie E. Spencer I’ll never fail again...  Brother Spencer sat up again with a sigh. Another true statement from Noah. "God." She shook her head. "Don't you hate being right from time to time, Noah? Honestly. But speaking isn't sometime I can do. You know that. It's not just hard. It's like telling someone who has no feet to get up and do the salsa. Not going to happen." She patted at her nose. Luckily the stream had flowed to a small trickle. Spencer lowered her gaze to her hands, a blush jumping to her cheeks. Why had she flubbed up like that? Stupid, stupid, stupid. "Have faith?" She sighed and shook her head. "I don't even have faith in myself anymore. Let alone a relationship that probably won't do much of anything."
Spencer's ears perked up and she stopped as she heard footsteps. Well, more of them. The brunette swallowed, her eyes falling past her hands and down to the floor as Marcus stopped beside her and Noah, saying her name. She didn't want to listen. She wanted to put her hands over her ears and just start screaming to block it out. Anything but actually listen to the words that had the potential to hurt her. Even if it wasn't meant like that. She closed her eyes as his arms moved around her, his head on her shoulder. "You broke your promise." She said, her voice a bit cold. "You said you wouldn't." The cold tone quickly melted off, though, raw sadness remaining. "Why? I don't. I don't want to do this with you. Up and down. I can forgive you." She swallowed, her eyes opening, but not looking at him. She just couldn't look at him, so she stared at the wall, instead. "But how long?" She asked, her voice quiet. It was true, she didn't know how many times she could keep forgiving him like this. Even though it was still partially her fault, something in her told her that he definitly should be the one appologizing. And she wasn't aobut to fight that part of her.
...I’ll keep you out of danger
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Posted: Mon Jun 27, 2011 7:14 pm
Marcus D. Samuel -Silence-Different-Musician The darkness closes in on me, I surrender to it's sweet voice calling out to me, and let it take over me.  On this bed I lay, losing everything
I can see my life passing me by SilenceMarcus swallowed back his tears when she used that cold tone. It hurt but not as much as it hurt when the cold tone melted leaving behind sadness. He hated himself. He had made her feel like this, it was his fault. He hated himself so much. Why? Why did she have to use such a sad tone? Why couldn't she be angry at him? He wanted her so badly to be anger, anything. Anything was better this. She could push him away, hit him. Anything. He couldn't stand the sound of her sadness ringing out at him. Telling him over and over that he did this to her. He had to swallow his tears back again before he could speak clearly, or clearly enough. "I know, I broke my promise. I'm sorry, I...I won't do it again. Okay?" he tried to keep his voice strong, he tried to block out his other emotions that would give his own sadness or pain away. He didn't like how she asked how long she could forgive him. "Don't say that. Please. You will forgive me because I won't do it again. I'm going to try and not do it again. I'm not going to fight with you." he knew it was a hopeless promise but he'd do anything to get her to feel better. Even if he had to throw himself off a building to make her happy. Was it all too much or just not enough
Wake me up, I'm living a nightmare There's no where to hide, in the dark. There was a girl I knew once, she told me I was blessed with a great gift. I laughed, because I think I was blessed with a curse.
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Posted: Mon Jun 27, 2011 7:34 pm
 ◤ I am a superstar with a big big house and a big big car I am super star and I don't care who you are.◥ This is my world all ravaged and torn,With a taste of your lips, I'm on a rideStruck down by Sickness, Famine and War.You're toxic, I'm slipping underThis is my Hope, radiant and glowing,With a taste of a poison paradiseSaved by an angel, my spirit and his birth.I'm addicted to you, don't you know that you're toxic?◣ I am a superstar with a big big house and a big big car I am super star and I don't care who you are.◢ 【Selcia Evens】✘-Content ✘-Cuddly ✘-Relaxed ☢★☢☆☢★☢☆☢★☢☆☢★☢☆☢★☢☆
ZydrateStepping closer to Noah Selcia wrapped an arm loosely around him before dragging him off away from the two as they cried. "Noah I thought we leave them alone for a bit." he breathed into his ear softly. "Plus we still need to talk." he stated his grip tightening slightly as he closed his eyes once more terrified that he would lose the other, be betrayed if he let him get to close but then again it was what was important. Letting people get close so that you could trust them but also keep far enough away like a constant dance that kept him on edge as he often left like he was only being led.
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Posted: Mon Jun 27, 2011 7:34 pm
Natalie E. Spencer I’ll never fail again... Brother Spencer pulled her eyes off of the wall, moving them reluctantly over to him. There was that tone in his voice. She wasn't the only one hurting. But somehow it felt like it. Despite that tone that he had, underneath that patheticlly crafted strong attitude that he had. "Don't promise not to do it again." The brunette sighed. "Because it won't happen. It never happens." Spencer slipped her arms around him, burrowing her face into his shoulder. "I shouldn't have asked you to promise in the first place, it was like just asking for it." She shook her head, sighing. Really, it was the truth. Promises were just made to be broken. Why had she made such a rediculous request in the first place? Why had she pretty much asked for this to happen to her? She wasn't unlucky. She was just stupid.
"Marcus." The guitarist pulled him closer to him. "Will you at least tell me something?" Her voice was quiet. She paused for a moment before pulling her head away so she could look at him. "Do you think that I'm actually a clutz?" It was a really stupid question, in light of everything. She would admit that much. But she wanted to know if he actually thought of her like that. She had always viewed herself as the most unlucky person in the world. But, honestly... A clutz? It made sense, but for some reason the name just stung. Maybe that was her being childish. She shook her head. "I'm being stupid. Sorry."
...I’ll keep you out of danger
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Peanut_Butter_Sandwhich Captain
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Posted: Mon Jun 27, 2011 7:55 pm
Marcus D. Samuel -Silence-Different-Musician The darkness closes in on me, I surrender to it's sweet voice calling out to me, and let it take over me. On this bed I lay, losing everything
I can see my life passing me by SilenceMarcus shook his head, feeling better when she slipped her arms around him. "No. You had a right to promise that. I was the one who broke the promise, not you. I'm going try my best not to break it again." he didn't care if she said not too. He would do his best to not break the promise again.
"Of course. Anything." he said automatically, he wondered what she wanted to know. When she asked if he really thought she was a klutz he stared at her for a minute. Why would she ask that? At a moment like that it didn't seem like something to ask. "I think your clumsy sometimes. But no not a klutz. Your only a klutz if you fall up the stairs, and as far I know you haven't done that yet." he was teasing her but just barely, afraid that if he did they'd be thrown back into another fight. He almost groaned at the thought, this was going to extremely hard. Was it all too much or just not enough
Wake me up, I'm living a nightmare There's no where to hide, in the dark. There was a girl I knew once, she told me I was blessed with a great gift. I laughed, because I think I was blessed with a curse.
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Posted: Mon Jun 27, 2011 8:13 pm
Natalie E. Spencer I’ll never fail again... Brother "You can try your hardest." Spencer said, shaking her head a bit. "But It's not going to work. I can tell you that one. Tries don't do much, except set you up for failure." The brunette studied Marcus for a moment beore shrugging softly. "But you can try. Prove me wrong, I suppose." She offered a soft smile, even though she still wasn't feeling all that happy. But at least she wasn't all that down anymore. She was just... Neutral, really.
"Well..." She said slowly, smiling for real this time as she pulled partially away from him, wiping her nose. "You know... That one time.." She smiled at Marcus. "Brand me clutz. So sue me, eh?" He had seemed sort of reluctant to tease her like he did, so perhaps that's why she was saying what she had. Well, that and she actaully had managed to trip up the staris. Mutliple times. But that wasn't the point, really.
...I’ll keep you out of danger
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Posted: Mon Jun 27, 2011 9:47 pm
Rain 𝔑𝔬𝔞𝔥
Guitars 𝔄.
tuesdays 𝔗𝔥𝔬𝔪𝔞𝔰 ◦♫ ♪ ◦♫ ♪ ◦♫ ♪ ♂ ♪ ♫◦ ♪ ♫◦ ♪ ♫◦ SleepingThe blonde blinked slightly as he realized what had happened. He he been spacing out for a moment when Marcus suddenly showed up, but before that natural urge to step out could work its way into action he was dragged away by Selcia. He gave a soft nod as the other said they should leave the two alone for a while, though reflexivly as he felt that light breath on his ear he felt his cheeks warm to a light blush. Though the blush didnt last long as their talk was mentioned once more, visibly paling at the mention of their talk, though once more he gave a soft nod occompanied by a simple "Yeah". Feeling the others grip tighten he lent up to place a soft kiss on the others cheek, an odd attempt at reassuring him of whatever it was going through his head "My room?" he asked after a moment, realizing that Selcia's was still in shambles and all that.
Sleeping
Sleeping
Sleeping
sleeping And the night shall be filled with music, lonely
And the cares that infest the day a silence
Shall fold their tents like the Arabs insomniac
And as silently steal away. touching me
~Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
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Posted: Mon Jun 27, 2011 9:59 pm
◤ I am a superstar with a big big house and a big big car I am super star and I don't care who you are.◥ This is my world all ravaged and torn,With a taste of your lips, I'm on a rideStruck down by Sickness, Famine and War.You're toxic, I'm slipping underThis is my Hope, radiant and glowing,With a taste of a poison paradiseSaved by an angel, my spirit and his birth.I'm addicted to you, don't you know that you're toxic?◣ I am a superstar with a big big house and a big big car I am super star and I don't care who you are.◢ 【Selcia Evens】✘-Content ✘-Cuddly ✘-Relaxed ☢★☢☆☢★☢☆☢★☢☆☢★☢☆☢★☢☆
Zydrate"Yeah your room." he breathed softly nuzzling closer before he stepped away holding out the can or bear. "Tastes like vomit but helps take the edge off." he breathed softly before he ran a finger through his white hair now fully dried as he made his way to the others room as he stepped in he sighed before moving to the curtains as much as he wanted to close them he couldn't quite bring himself too it wasn't his room after all.
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Posted: Mon Jun 27, 2011 10:22 pm
Rain 𝔑𝔬𝔞𝔥
Guitars 𝔄.
tuesdays 𝔗𝔥𝔬𝔪𝔞𝔰 ◦♫ ♪ ◦♫ ♪ ◦♫ ♪ ♂ ♪ ♫◦ ♪ ♫◦ ♪ ♫◦ SleepingA scowl tugged at the corners of his lips as he stared at the can of beer, of course it had to be the one kind of drink that made his stomache do flips, but seening as he was already in a nervous fit it didnt seem like it would make a difference and he could use something to take the edge off. "Thanks"he mummbled with a soft sigh he took the can from the other, taking a hezitant swig before following the other to his room. Still he felt odd calling it his room, he only when in there to change or to charge his ipod or phone. Setting the can on the night stand Noah shook his head softly at the taste it left. Though seeing the other stand by the curtains he didnt hezitate to close them, he would rather stumble in the dark for a bit than have the other uncomfortable.
Sleeping
Sleeping
Sleeping
sleeping And the night shall be filled with music, lonely
And the cares that infest the day a silence
Shall fold their tents like the Arabs insomniac
And as silently steal away. touching me
~Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
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Posted: Mon Jun 27, 2011 10:32 pm
◤ I am a superstar with a big big house and a big big car I am super star and I don't care who you are.◥ This is my world all ravaged and torn,With a taste of your lips, I'm on a rideStruck down by Sickness, Famine and War.You're toxic, I'm slipping underThis is my Hope, radiant and glowing,With a taste of a poison paradiseSaved by an angel, my spirit and his birth.I'm addicted to you, don't you know that you're toxic?◣ I am a superstar with a big big house and a big big car I am super star and I don't care who you are.◢ 【Selcia Evens】✘-Content ✘-Cuddly ✘-Relaxed ☢★☢☆☢★☢☆☢★☢☆☢★☢☆☢★☢☆
ZydrateAfter the curtains where closed he made his way to the bed leading the other with him before settling down onto the bed. "Should I first or you?" he asked softly pulling his legs into a cross legged position as he watched him, the bear it did take the edge off but there was still to much of one. he was in a turmoil he wanted to run but he knew that if they talked it would give them a greater understanding and perhaps strengthen the relationship or even help around some of the awkwardness.
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Posted: Mon Jun 27, 2011 10:51 pm
Rain 𝔑𝔬𝔞𝔥
Guitars 𝔄.
tuesdays 𝔗𝔥𝔬𝔪𝔞𝔰 ◦♫ ♪ ◦♫ ♪ ◦♫ ♪ ♂ ♪ ♫◦ ♪ ♫◦ ♪ ♫◦ SleepingThe blonde was rather relieved to have the other leading him towards the bed through the darkness though even with that he didnt know where to stop so he stumbled slightly as his shin collided with the box spring. Crawling onto the bed the blonde sat, contemplating reaching for the beer can that lie on the table somewhere close in the darkness ultimatly desiding against it he put his hands on his ankles shrugging slightly at the others question only realizing it was a silly thing to do in the darkness before saying "Which ever would make you more comfortable." his stomache felt like it was turning inside out and back again as the whats finally worded their way back to his mind. What would happen if he told his story? How would the other react? Would they still be... whatever it was they were now? Still he was torn, did he want to tell the other now and get those answers at the moment or postpone as long as he could in fear it would all just be ruined... tainted.
Sleeping
Sleeping
Sleeping
sleeping And the night shall be filled with music, lonely
And the cares that infest the day a silence
Shall fold their tents like the Arabs insomniac
And as silently steal away. touching me
~Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
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Posted: Mon Jun 27, 2011 11:27 pm
◤ I am a superstar with a big big house and a big big car I am super star and I don't care who you are.◥ This is my world all ravaged and torn,With a taste of your lips, I'm on a rideStruck down by Sickness, Famine and War.You're toxic, I'm slipping underThis is my Hope, radiant and glowing,With a taste of a poison paradiseSaved by an angel, my spirit and his birth.I'm addicted to you, don't you know that you're toxic?◣ I am a superstar with a big big house and a big big car I am super star and I don't care who you are.◢ 【Selcia Evens】✘-Content ✘-Cuddly ✘-Relaxed ☢★☢☆☢★☢☆☢★☢☆☢★☢☆☢★☢☆
Zydrate He nodded before pointing to himself motioning that he would start while he sorted his thoughts. "My trouble is from my mom." He already could tell when he had told other about this the had called him crazy so he had stopped telling people. "When I was Seven my dad left my mom, she raised me long enough until she was sure I could take care of myself then spent every hour of every day immersed in her work, so I was normally home alone." a pause as he sorted his thoughts once more. "I was still devoted to her you might say, i kept the house clean and even made sure that everything was nice on the holidays, it was when I was eighteen that everything went wrong."
He breathed the word this was the part that bothered him still his loneliness had broken free that day the earning to be close to the women who was his mother was broken as he had learned why she had kept her distance. "it was that birthday in fact." he stated shifting as he closed his eyes. "She was the only person I let close to me other then my cousin, he was the person who kept me going when I broke down crying because I missed her." he added finding that it was perhaps for the best that the other knew of the relationship he ha with his cousin, one that was deeper then what cousins should share but still legal in every way. "She wounded me in a way that even he couldn't get near me, she told me why she did what she did, it's wasn't that she didn't love me she just hated me because I looked like him."
"I recall that night i went out got the tattoo across my abdomen then wound up in the hospital as I got wasted to the point of alcohol poisoning. I still haven't talk to her, she left, and well that's why I hate sleep, i'm afraid you, Spencer, Marcus I'm afraid that this is all a dream and I actually died that day." Just a dream, it wasn't the worst of stories but he didn't want this to be a dream his mother had left him because he was so close to his father, his cousin and left him for school thought he knew the other would visit him if he had the funds. However it didn't stop the pain that he felt because of it. he was scared to lose his new family even with everything he never did have a normal family life.
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Eclipse of the Twilight Crew
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Posted: Tue Jun 28, 2011 11:03 am
Rain 𝔑𝔬𝔞𝔥
Guitars 𝔄.
tuesdays 𝔗𝔥𝔬𝔪𝔞𝔰 ◦♫ ♪ ◦♫ ♪ ◦♫ ♪ ♂ ♪ ♫◦ ♪ ♫◦ ♪ ♫◦ SleepingSeeing the other nod and point to himself the blonde just nodded, falling still as the other began to speak, doin the only thing he felt he could do at the moment, listen. Though as the other continued on with his story Noah lightly reached out and took the others hand in his, giving it a light squease now and then. Finally as it came to an and and the mention of what Selcia did and his fears he couldnt suppress a soft cringe, at the mention of alcohol poisoning and his fears. "I'm not going anywhere" he breathed, really he wanted to assure the other that it wasnt all a dream, but he didnt know how. Letting out a soft sigh the blonde brought his head to rest on the others shoulder for a moment unable to think of something, though now knowing the others story he felt the urge to tell his own, he owed Selcia that much.
Sleeping"My mom died of alcohol poisoning when i was four... dad was never in the picture" he began, a little explanation as to his foster care predicament. "I was seven when i was put in my first foster home. Single twenty something year old woman. She was a closet child molester, child abuser, rapist, *****... whatever you want to call her she was it." his hand that held the others was now squeasing it tighly, just thinking about the woman made him sick, speaking was a whole nother thing. "Suffice to say if you can think of it she probubly did it" he took a depp breath before continueing "If i fell asleep before her or slept in later than her then she would go silent and things would get alot... worse" he said, pausing for a moment to think of a word to describe it in the vaguest way possible, he didnt need to directly tell the other the woman was cause for most of the scars on his body "Only if i had friends over did it ever stop" really it was that woman who warped him, created his fears of being alone, his detest for silence. He crippling fear of women and even his sleeping habits.
Sleeping"A year of hell later child services found out, she was sent to prison, and i was bounced from foster home to foster home because no one wanted damaged goods" he reflexivly cringed at 'damaged goods' it was actually used by one of his foster parents. "When i was sixteen i ran away and moved in with one of the foster kids i knew from a few of the houses... but he was just using me" he said, finally done, he didnt want to say how the other kid had used him, he wanted to think on it about as much as he wanted to think about his first foster mother. Still after this he had to admit the thing that scared him the most was the thought it could happen again, the scars on his wrists were proof enough he could be highly unstable at times dispite his usually chipper and caring demenor. He didnt know if he could take being used again.
Sleeping
sleeping And the night shall be filled with music, lonely
And the cares that infest the day a silence
Shall fold their tents like the Arabs insomniac
And as silently steal away. touching me
~Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
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Posted: Tue Jun 28, 2011 11:27 am
◤ I am a superstar with a big big house and a big big car I am super star and I don't care who you are.◥ This is my world all ravaged and torn,With a taste of your lips, I'm on a rideStruck down by Sickness, Famine and War.You're toxic, I'm slipping underThis is my Hope, radiant and glowing,With a taste of a poison paradiseSaved by an angel, my spirit and his birth.I'm addicted to you, don't you know that you're toxic?◣ I am a superstar with a big big house and a big big car I am super star and I don't care who you are.◢ 【Selcia Evens】✘-Content ✘-Cuddly ✘-Relaxed ☢★☢☆☢★☢☆☢★☢☆☢★☢☆☢★☢☆
Zydrate Selcia simply coiled around the other move letting his head fall on the others shoulder. he didn't smile he only clung lightly there was noting else he could really do. Both of them were damaged goods under what everyone said. Himself for half the s**t he went through, and Noah for what he had gone through. "I suppose that if we listened to those people we are both damaged goods." he breathed softly before bringing the others face up in a kiss. he wanted to b e closer but at the same time he wanted to still cry run away and never come back again, but that would mean he would lose them, something he didn't want to do.
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Posted: Tue Jun 28, 2011 11:30 am
Marcus D. Samuel -Silence-Different-Musician The darkness closes in on me, I surrender to it's sweet voice calling out to me, and let it take over me. On this bed I lay, losing everything
I can see my life passing me by Silence"I will prove you wrong." Marcus said, he wished she wasn't so negative about everything. It made him sad but at the same time he wanted to shake her. It also made him worry as well. No one had lack of faith unless they were let down before. He wanted to ask but he held his tongue. Things were bad already. Why make them worse? He'd ask later when things were, hopefully, better.
He was glad when her fake smile faded and a real one appeared in it's place. "Well your not a klutz. Yet. I'll be watching you though, the first I see you trip on solid flat ground your going to be a klutz for the rest of your life. Just a warning so you know." he said giving her a soft smile, it was then that he realized that neither Noah and Selcia were around. They probably were giving them some time alone. Which he didn't mind, but he wanted his chance to apologize to Noah too. Maybe later he would. Was it all too much or just not enough
Wake me up, I'm living a nightmare There's no where to hide, in the dark. There was a girl I knew once, she told me I was blessed with a great gift. I laughed, because I think I was blessed with a curse.
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