by hollyglow » Fri Apr 10, 2015 4:30 pm
Obsidian
Hazily, I saw the feont doors to the hospital. We staggered in and saw the receptionist person whoever. She looked up from the computer. "Hello, what can I-" She stopped mid sentence, looking horrified. Just in time, too, I thought as I fell to the ground.
(No, I'm waiting for Hero to reply.)
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SINGING THE SONG OF ANGRY MEN


Hi! I'm Erin/Eren/Aaron. Um.
Not sure what else to put here...I
guess, I'm kinda an average
teen...ask my pronouns, please.
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to die for lack of love is horrible.
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the asphyxia of the soul.
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