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I'll always end up with you"Ronnie" I cry to myself. My best friend .... The only one I could ever love he's in jail and it's my fault if I would've just read the message later.....
2 months later
Craig just told more lies about Ronnie I know he didn't get caught with hereon in prison he's too good for that. He wanted to get sober even before he went to prison . But I just couldn't stay sober because all I thought about was Ronnie and how much I love him.but he hates me and I went to see him in prison and all he said was how useless I am . He is right though I am useless and no one would love a faggot like me....
2 Years later
Ronnie is out of jail now... He is starting a new band 'falling in reverse' he wrote an album it was rather about how much he hated me or how he was sober now. And yet I'm still a druggie. God I should just die . Ronnie said I was going to anyways so why not make it come true.....
I'm going to rehab today . Maybe when I'm sober I can talk to Ronnie again and get back in Escape th
Random poemI think its amazing about how quickly people can change,
how they grow apart into total strangers
how they say there in love one minute,
but it's gone the next
they say they are happy together and it will never change
but then they never want to speak together again
All one ever wants is to find love
but sometimes it never exsist
sp dip what are you hideing chapter 3Craig slams me agaisnst a wall putting his arm around my neck I praticly see the rage in his eyes "why would you tell Stan to break up wih me??!!" he growels "what!" my mind screams but then i remeber....
"you were beating the living hell out of him" i manage to gasp out. that just makes him more angrey he starts punching my face im loosing alot of blood this was going on for atlest ten minutes
I feel myself blacking out.
suddenly the puching stops and i fall to the floor I try to look up but fail miserbly .
soon the blackness overwelms me but i can hear a soft voice calling my name but i just cant force my eyes open................
What south park charcter i amStan:
[ ] You're the normal kid
[x ] You have an older sister
[ ] You often puke
[ ] You have a poofball hat
[ ] One of your parents is a geologist
[x] Your dad can be really stupid/stubborn
[ ] You have a boyfriend/girlfriend
[ ] You have a lot of talents
[ ] You're Jewish
 You own an ushanka
[ ] You have an adopted sibling
[x] You easily get mad
[ ] Your hair is curly
[ ] You're diabetic
[x] Green and Orange are one of your favorite colors
[ ] One of your parents is a lawyer
 You're fat/big-boned
[ ] You get made fun of because of your body weight
[ ] People make fat jokes about you
[ ] You eat a lot of junk food
[ ] You love acting/dressing like Hitler
[x ] You think Ginger Kids have no souls
[ ] You've once made over 10,000 dollars
 You have a single mother for a reason
[x] You hide your face
[x] You're quiet
 You love boobies
[x] You're such a pervert with a dirty mind
 You have cheesed before
[x] You're poor Almost poor,
I never thought ,CuRedI stand at Evans grave theres nothing i would like to do more than scream but I stay silent I look over at the other goths Henreitta is just in shock not moving gerogie is biting his lip to not cry and Dylan has tears streaming down his face.I feel bad for Dylan he loved Evan and i thought Evan loved him as well even though love is for conformists they were just compatable.I sigh somewhat loudly i dont even know why he did this.
I had joined the goth group about 6 years ago. They only let me in because unlike Stan who had joined them for a while in fourth grade I was a true goth. I had alredy smoked and drank coffe so they knew i wasent going to end up like stan. I push some of my black hair out of my face. I'm trying to find Evan I can speak to the dead when i was a kid it used to terrify me but now it dosent bother me that much. I think Evan is trying to avoied us cause he's gonna get a hell of a lecuture from me. Dylan start sobbing more and i go hug him it's all i can do to help if
sp dip what are you hideing chapter 2Damien is watching me I can feel his eyes on me ever since he saw me reading his jornal he's just been watching me. i want to countine reading but i feel like he will notice and i dont want that. Finally the bell goes and i start walkint home it's very riskey since people always throw stuff at me once i got hit with an cell phone which was really starnge. I still feel eys on me so i pick up my pace a little bit.
I finally get to my adoptive parents house and like usal there not there they only got me because they want the $100 check they get for adopting me. But today im happy their not here the would keep asking me what i was reading and they would keep repeting it because of how drunk they would be. I lye down on my bed until i fall asleep. My alarm starts buzzing very loudly and very anoyylingly I hit the snooze butten i want to go back to sleep but instead i pull my self out of bed and slowly get ready.
By the time im done it's 7:30 so i have a bit of time before i have to leave i
Sp dip What are you hideingA Goth girl walks up to me. This goth girl is damiens sister who went goth sometime around when damien became a popular dick. He beats me up more then any of the other kids ever did. Soon the goth girl is face to face with me i blink before she speaks " I made a copy of damiens jornal" she hands me a black book "ive only read the first few pages but it has magic on it so whenever damien writes sometheing it will apper in the book" " why are you giving this to me Alley??" I'm acutally clueless of why she gave me the book "Because ive tryed to not make him a popuplar asshole but it didnt work so im hopeing maybe you can" with that she walks away back to her little goth group
Shes hopeing i can change damien? No one could change damien. but im curios so i start reading his jornal throughout the day. One page sticks out to me he had written a while after he became popular. "what am i doing with my life? ive became a complete douchebag my own sister became goth because she knows i cant stan
K2 confess chapt 6Moments of silence pass the only sound is my now silent sobs. I look over at Star who has a few tears stroling down her face which is very shocking. I'd never thought i'd see Star crying of all people. Stan notcices she crying and pulls her into a hug. Star freezes.
she ushally does this when she has a vishion. She loosens up in a few secounds and realexs. "Cartman" she mutters Footsteps are heard Stan realses Star and Kenny realeses me. Trent walks down with a wooden bat in his hand. Stars eyes widen but shrink within a few moments. he walks to Stan and knocks him out then star then kenny then myself.......
BEEP BEEP BEEP. ugh what is that anoying sound. BEEP BEEP BEEP. Fuck thats anoying i open my eyes im not in the basment any more im in a stark white room "what the fuck??" all the sudden im in a tackle hug. i look down and see Star Stan and kenny hugging me. " how the hell did we get here??" Star laughs " Cartman found our asses and saved us but we were all passed out so it was dif
sp cured 2I'm awaken to my phone going off i look at dylan who is still asleep i grab my phone and look at the I.d unknown i shurg and pick it up "hello??" " i will find him you know and he will be under my control once again" i pause for a moment "mike?" "very good evan dylan will be under my control you cant watch him forever" "fuck you count fagula" i hit the end button on my phone and throw it across the room. dylans green iris open after here my phone it the floor.
He shifts a bit before looking in my blue eyes " why'd you throw your phone?" i think for a lie i cant tell he about mike it would freak him out to much "Jeysea was just being a bitch" he rubs his eyes "thats starange Jeysea isnt ushally like that" " i dont know why she was being like that but thats not important" he sits up but cringes and lyes back down i brush some of his hair out of his face "are you ok??" its a rather stupied qustion its clear that he's not. " yeah im just sore" i dont reply i dont need to i shift to get up
Hitman - Assassin!Levi x Reader
“Levi, we’ve received some new information.”
The renowned assassin waited obediently for his orders that were to come. After all, an assassin was nothing more than a tool, and no one wanted a tool that talked freely. If he overstepped his boundaries he was certain another of his kind would be sent to wipe him out – or several, if they were smart.
He looked toward the shadowed figure folding his arms over the desk. “There’s a woman currently hiding out in Japan. [First] [Last] her name is. We’ve gotten word that she’s… got her hands on some government level intelligence.” He interlaced his meaty fingers together and leaned into them. “I need you to take her out, remove the information wherever she’s stored it.”
Levi stared blankly at the pudgy man before him. “How do you know she’s got information?”
“Ah, she told us. Directly. She thought she was being smart, but we managed to track her
Punk!LeviXReader: The Princess and the Punk Ch1
The Princess and the Punk
Second and Sebring
You sat comfortably in your Starbucks chair, sipping away at your [beverage] while scrolling on your Facebook newsfeed on your phone. You worked for a Recording Studio as the talent scout. Basically you would go to stuff like school talent shows or walk around music stores to search for "uprising talent" as your boss described it. It was one heck of a job, and you got to meet a variety of celebrities. Most of them were assholes, even if they seemed down to earth in radio broadcasts and on TV interviews. You'd scoff when you'd hear someone like Petra Ral, a very famous pop singer (who you'd like to mention used auto tune), talk about saving the earth when her car emits more gas into the polluted air than others, and her fancy home uses more energy than Sweden. Oh yes, many times have you had encounters with her and most of them were not pretty.
You looked at your watch and sighed. Locking your phone, you sat bac
2P!USA x Reader x USA: Deadly Attraction [C1]
(Cover art is not mine. Credits go to the original artist. If anyone knows who drew it, please tell me.)
A thousand times, we die in one life.
We crumble, break and tear apart until the layers of illusion are burned away and all that is left,
Is the truth of who and what we really are.
XxXx Prologue xXxX
Why did things have to come to this?
At this point, you don’t even know who you are. Who had you been? Who will you be? And when they release him, will you still be the same person?
You shuddered. You didn’t even want to think about him. You had someone else now. Someone… that you belonged with.
A few months ago, your life took a turn for the worst—in the sharpest way possible. You had never felt more betrayed, lied to, or ignored. It was only natural for you to turn to someone like him.
Someone rebellious. Someone strong. Someone who would protect y
"He'll beat you with your own hands." You stated as you fixed Mathias's tie, he flashed you a confident smile. And you only sighed in return.
"He won't do that, we're friends after all!" He ruffled you hair as you both looked at him in the mirror, his usual back and red outfit uncharacteristically neat, and perfect. You followed him through your home, trying your best to convince him not to basically commit suicide.
"You don't have to ask him. He's not even related to me! We're just close friends." You spoke truthfully. Your boyfriend shook his head.
"But he introduced us! I just feel sleazy if I don't at least get his approval." The Danish man cringed slightly. "It would be nice to thank him for showing me, you, after all." He bend down to kiss your forehead as you let out a loud sigh.
"Lukas told you that if you touched me he would cut off your dick." You crossed your hands over your chest as you both walked to the front door. He paused, his blue eyes glazed over with love and
Rivaille X Erwin's Sister!Reader-
First SnK/AoT fanfic. I'm sorry if anything is bad or OOC. //bad language is expected.//
"All you had to fucking do Erwin was bring me a flipping horse, but what do you do? You completely forget that you had a sister and left me to walk all the freaking way." You mumbled to yourself as you stomped your way to the scouting legion's head quarters. "Oh-hohoho
Erwin, aren't you going to get it when I get there."
Your brother was none other than Commander Erwin Smith. Yes, you were his little sister. He was supposed to meet you two miles away from the head quarters of the scouting legion, because that was as far as the carriage would take you. But not only that, he was supposed to meet you there at noon. It was already one thirty.
So you decided not to wait and go ahead and make the journey on foot. Sure you were vulnerable on foot, and without any weapons besides your own two fists. But you were so steaming ma
Levi x Reader Mornings Drabble"Levi, get up." You murmur to the male next to you. He doesn't reply, just holds you closer to him. Taking in a deep breath of your scent, he mumbles incoherent words.
"Please." You continue to beg on, but to no avail. The stubborn ebony haired man shakes his head.
"Do you not want to stay in bed with me?" He asks, and you sigh.
"You know that's not the case - we have things to do today." You state firmly. As much as you'd love to be here with him, there was just so much to do.
"And you wouldn't want Hanji to barge in on us, and make fun of you, hm?" You press on, and Levi grunts.
"Four eyes won't both us. Just stay." Levi argues. You let out a defeated smile, snuggling up against him. Levi smirks in approval, pulling you closer yet again.
"I thought you hated sappy things?" You questioned as he began kissing your jawline, and he pulled back.
"I thought you loved sappy things?" Levi retorts. You give him a half hearted glare, before closing your eyes, and enjoying the sensation of his
Foreseer (Loki x Reader) Oneshot!Both Princes since a young age had one very important friend they spent all their time with – you. You all grew up together, close to the palace walls. You were not of Royal Blood - though your importance became clear from a very young age. The two brothers remember it very well – even to this day....
The sun was high in Asgard, the warmth was welcoming and the feeling felt – great! Nothing could bring this day down.
You were all young - aged thirteen. Your beauty was already blooming and both Princes had their eyes on you. With your long (h/c) and stunning (e/c) eyes.
The Princes sat down in the Hanging garden, worn out form running and laughing. Thor brushed his growing blo
Levi x Mental!Reader - Kite Flying - AU
Levi x Mental!Reader AU
A/N: This story is told from third person point of view. Also- make sure to read the description on this one.
Warning: mental illness and disturbing themes. Read at your own risk.
The sky was so blue that it wasn't blue any longer
The sky ascended our spectrum and forged its own definition of blue
Every time that sky goes back into my mind, the colors shift
The blue gets blue-er and the horizon widens
She stared out into her lone room window. It was a beautiful day, not a cloud in the sky. How she wished she could go outside again, but she only got to go outside on Tuesdays, and it always seemed to be raining on a Tuesday. All she yearned to do was think. Think and reflect. It soothed her soul.
The ink spot in that new blue sky was my kite
As I raised it higher into the atmosphere
I felt like I was riding the wind and disappearing into the new blue di
Torture Me - (Rin Matsuoka x Reader) Ch 4
Tonight, the undercover operation will take place. I'm nervous, this is my first time being undercover for work. In my mind, I'm telling myself to not mess this up. The fate of our knowledge rests on me and Rin. Should anything go wrong.... I don't know what would happen to me.
Checking myself in the mirror, I wore a short black dress with small colorful floral prints and slim see-through, long sleeves sewn onto the top of the dress. To compliment the dress, I wore my dark purple heels. I almost never wear heels and fancy party dresses, so this is an excuse to wear these out tonight. After checking my outfit, I placed my hidden microphone in a secret pocket on my dress and the listening device on my ear, hidden within my hair.
When ready, I carefully stepped down the stairs and heard a wolf whistle. The one guys usually whistle when seeing something that arouses them.
It was Rin who whistled at me, wearing a 3/4th sleeved, slightly unbuttoned, black dress shirt tucked into his d
Sp kyleMy name is Kyle Brofloski Im a nerdy ginger jew i get beat up at school even my own boyfriend beats me he tells me he has to keep up with his reputation at the end of the day i feel like im almost dead. The only person i feel like i can trust is Kenny he is always there for me no matter what sometimes i wonder if i was with kenny it would be better. But im scared of stan going after me so i just stay silent.
Sometimes i wonder if death would be better. I dont talk as much as i used to and i barley wiegh a thing because i dont eat to much anymore. If i did more people would go after me. I'm tired and beat when my mom asks were all the brusies come from i just tell her im a clutz if i told her the truth she would probably start a war and i dont want that happing again. For the life of me i cant stop cutting it makes some of the pain go away for a while so i enojoy it i know it sounds strange but i just want to feel something other then hate but id rather feel pain then nothing at all so
The Coffee GodThe Coffee God behind the counter shuffles foot to foot, a dance of steam and espresso. Black painted fingernails, inch gauged ears and a gray striped sweatshirt, hood crooked on his back. There's a cigarette tucked behind one ear; it bobs and twitches with each step.
“Non-fat caramel latte,” he calls, just as he always does, part of a spell, part of a mantra, toneless (just a tuck at the end). I reach. He looks up.
The espresso maker hisses.
There's something like a grin, something like a spark, something like a shared secret linked eye to eye. When he passes over the drink (rough cardboard sleeve hot to the touch), he lingers. Our fingers brush, a shiver, a jolt, a ten-watt shock.
The Coffee God tilts his chin, shouts, “Hey, mind if I take my break now?”
and ducks around the counter without waiting for a reply.
He slips his cigarette between his lips without taking his eyes from mine. I follow him out the door.
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