Grinning easily and resisting the urge to bounce on her toes. "Then let's go!" Holding out a hand with a singular arched brow.

I'm tired. Would you mind engaging with this as if it were something brilliant and interesting?

Gently tugging him in close, just barely a hairsbreadth away with a catch of her breath. "Hold on." It's strange but this is what her happiness is. Concocting half ideas and going to do them together knowing they'll go horribly wrong.

She didn't seem to mind, voice quiet and heavy with all the half-thoughts that formed and evaporated all at once. "You can hold on any way you want. You know I don't mind the contact." Leaning forward just a little to give a brief kiss. Just barely touching.

//So I finally figured out what this is from and I did it completely by accident

Hiding? Yes. Bloody? Also yes. Hotel? Trivago.

/Anyways I'm about to terrorize Forsyth

Well, at the moment she's sitting in a wardrobe on the floor, head against the back wall.

I was trying to figure out what exactly is best in life, and I decided that it is hearing Metallica in shopping malls.

The first is the typical thing you find in anime The second is a jojo character

The first thing they will do when they find out they can't control you is to try to control you again, because they are not very original people.

Steampunk is in trouble. Goths rediscovered black.

This is the poem that almost rhymes, It almost rhymes so many times, but just when you think that it’s going to rhyme, it doesn’t, this damn poem.

She do be messy She's currently trying to wash blood out of her hair in her kitchen sink, bandaged around her midsection and left arm, and frowning. It's been a very bad day.

Dropping onto the couch to lay on ° nathan ° because she feels terrible? Yes. Don't mind her.

Actually, people are strange whether or not you're a stranger.

I'd like a large pizza pie, extra cheese, destruction of the Universe, and anchovies, please.

And it's almost time for #EvilExpo!

"After all this time?" "Always." #14YearsDeathlyHallows