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6 yrs ago
Current Computer shit itself again so replies are TBD
6 yrs ago
Replies coming. Thanks to everyone for being so patient <3
7 yrs ago
It's finals and everything feels awful. Work makes me want to stick a fork in my eye and is it time for bed yet?
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7 yrs ago
this place has gotten very......silent
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7 yrs ago
Anyone for a Haikyuu Rp?
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I'm 20
I have 3 part time jobs
I'm a full time student
I write fics for Teen Wolf on my blog http://silent-writer83.tumblr.com/
I like things and I do shit, rp with me.

Recently opened up a commissions page
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Someone adopt meeeeeeee


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Updated ^^
Both of these seem awesome! PM me?
Is this still a thing cus I wanna do it! Lol
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So I'm not getting alerts when people respond to this interest check so if I don't get to you within a day or so from posting on here just pm me. I try to check this often but I really just forget sometimes.
Weston was hungry, starving even. He usually put off feeding as long as possible. Not everyone did but he was also overly cautious. A string of missing people was never good in a town one wishes to dwell in for long. Restraint was a trait much required in most instances. But it had been about a week and Weston was nearly mad with hunger. His favorite place to prowl were hospitals. It may seem counterintuitive, as these bodies were riddled with diseases. The fun thing was, most of them had no effect on Weston as long as they weren't blood related illnesses like luekemia or HIV. They didn't have the same effect on Weston as they did humans but they would make him rather sick for days. He preferred not to deal with the aftermath.

He wore the white jacket he had 'borrowed' from a now unconscious Doctor. The scent of blood carried him to the children's ward where he found a young girl, no older than ten. She was coughing up blood and his eyes honed in on her. She was sick, that much was clear but the scent of her blood was sweet, or maybe he was just that hungry. It was anyone's guess at this point. Weston walked in, pressing his lips into a warm smile as he knelt before the young girl. "Hello sweetheart," he kept his voice soft and calm as he addresses her. "Why don't we clean you up dear?" He hated wasting the blood but he couldn't go licking it off her face. One, that would be terribly strange and aler her to his bad intentions and two, well..the first reason was reason enough for him.
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