Can't
I
SLEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP?


Boundary Slip It was a series of awkward movements that initiated this entire friendship fiasco. We leaned against each other in both comfort and exhaustion, his chin rested vigilantly on my weary head, as we bundled together for solace in each others current behavior.Boundary Slip
I had always known this would happen again, and he was habitually the unsure one in these situations, but tonight, that seemed so different as he ran his hand down the side of my waistline. How intrepid of him, I thought, not daring to say a word as we sway to the pounding drumbeat of the performance in front of us that neither of us seemed to be paying m


Under the LimelightCreepy crawling clawsUnder the Limelight
glide across stage wires to hold your own, and as it reaches over to its prey, you retaliate only to capture mine.
Shivers slide about my cold body, burning cheeks fill me with innocent bliss as you free yourself from my clutch to hold me.
Warmth fills me, but
leaves my tongue frozen, unable to articulate the
thoughts forming superb songs to unravel this feeling.
But now....youve recoiled your hold upon my senses and now my logic is reputing my actions, and defending


ButterfliesA foreign flutter Warmly flickers up my back And down my stomach.Butterflies


Curse of CharismaInnocence secures me, Scaring my instability. In form, he is man: Tall, matured, rough. Yet so very naive, unaware, Almost virtueous.Curse of Charisma
Flickering like firelight, his enigma attracts the corrupt of mind and soul, unknowingly calling apon them with his silent allure.
They feed on his nature. Replacing
in his mind their repulsive corrupt needs and desires.
But to me, you are still a boy, Their twisted toy to torture, to destroy.
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Demyx: Lets see here...
[pulls out a notecard]
Demyx: 'If the subject fails to respond... use aggression to liberate his true disposition.'
Demyx: ...Right.
[puts note card away]
Demyx: Did they ever pick the wrong guy for this one...
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These hands!! I can't get them off my wrists!!
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Curious?
Guess who this is...I bet it won't be too hard XD
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Curious?
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"See, the problem with speculation is you make a spec out of you and some guy named Lation. Which really doesn't affect me at all."
~House
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These hands!! I can't get them off my wrists!!
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I did not turn back. I pressed on, and eventually passed over the border, beyond which lies a place that is wordless and cold, so cold that it, like mercury, burns a freezing blue flame
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