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<<go the distance, kid>>
<<westlie>><<eighteen>><<single>><<likes-zoe>><<tagged-zoe&mason>>
<<"did I give mason a welt on the side of his head? I dint think I'm done. A kick to the stomach can't stop me..." Westlie smirked weakly as he looked up at Zoe. He said it wouldn't stop him even though he could feel the sharp pain in his ribs. Mason looked at Westlie and shook his head. "That's always your weak spot, Wesy." He smirked as he climbed out the mat and laughed. Westlie looked away from Zoe and began to grind his jaw in annoyance with Mason. Mason always did this, always got the girls, always found a way to humiliate Westlie. Westlie moved to stand up and get away but winced as he tried.

[Crazycookiemonster]

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"I don't think a kick could stop you but it should. You need to learn when to stop a play fight and just call it even, so you don't actually break something. I can't have you mangled on our-" I struggled for words as I wouldn't really call this a date or anything like it, but then what do I call it "- first little randevú, it looks bad." I did however help him sit up a bit, though I didn't leave his side knowing he would like me to stay, I could feel it. Though my eyes did follow the hot body of Mason, there was something that every girl could agree that a sexy hulkie mass was attractive and you just had to enjoy the view when you go the chance.

[underland.]

<<go the distance, kid>>
<<westlie>><<eighteen>><<single>><<likes-zoe>><<tagged-zoe&mason>>
<<"who said this" Westlie began as he pointed to mason and back to him referring to them as this. "was a mere play fight? There's more to these fights then getting 'even.' Mason, give me ten minutes, this fight isn't over yet." Mason looked at Westlie and smirked with a small laugh. "It was never over Wesy." He smirked as he rewrapped his hands. Westlie looked at his feet on the mat and rested his head on his knee in an attempt to not be able to watch her look at Mason. He should t care, it wasn't his place to care in this way. He shook his head on his knee and smiled sadly at the thought of getting back to the fight.

[Crazycookiemonster]

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I look at him with a concerned expression, they were acting just like brothers do. "Please, Westlie just sit this one out, you can barely stand. Could you at least wait a little bit before you get back in the ring, so you don't actually f*ck yourself up," I say in a stern but begging tone, with my eyes locked on his. I seriously didn't want him to get hurt as Mason was clearly okay and could easily cause more damage to Westlie if he wasn't careful. I though a begging look to Mason as if to say, help me out here, even though I figured these two would have to fight out their issues one way or another it didn't have to be now.

[underland.]

<<go the distance, kid>>
<<westlie>><<eighteen>><<single>><<likes-zoe>><<tagged-zoe&mason>>
<<"Zoe I need to finish this and I can stand just fine now." Westlie began as he stood, he shut the pain out and rewrapped his hands and motioned for mason to join him. "ready? Good, come one Mason." Mason looked at Westlie and shrugged towards Zoe as he jumped in. "He wants to fight... We need to fight something out." Mason said as he and Westlie got ready and began to fight. Westlie forgot all about his ribs as he kept himself low protecting his stomach and putting a foot to the side of Masons face, he felt an unbalanced punch to the shoulder and remembered why they were fighting. He gave mason a kick to the stomach and a full punch to the shoulder which knocked a unbalanced mason off his feet. "I remember your weakness, balance."

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I rolled my eyes, boys always just waned to fight, but I wasn't really going to get between them to stop them though I wanted them not too. So I take a seat outside the of the mat and watched intently to see if Mason would make another blow and cause Westlie to get even more hurt then he already was. The fight was sorter then expect as it ended, or so I thought it did, with Mason taking a fall, but I had a feeling he was going to get back up as it wasn't to bad of a kick.

((sorry its a horrible post))

[underland.]

<<go the distance, kid>>
<<westlie>><<eighteen>><<single>><<likes-zoe>><<tagged-zoe&mason>>
<<Westlie watched as Mason stood with a glare and punched towards Westlie's nose. "planning to rebreak it Masy?" Westlie said as he held masons fist and hooked his foot on masons ankle and pulled towards him as he pushed his wrist back towards him. Knocking mason down once again and making a smile come to his own face helped him feel better. He looked at Mason who stayed down for a ten count making Westlie smile brightly and mason smirk as he began to stand up again. He clapped Westlie on the back and they hopped off the mat and got some water. Westlie looked back at Zoe and offered her a water bottle.

[trills]

Theo waved his hand to Caitlyn,"nice to meet you." He moved closer to the edge of the bench to make room for the new girl. He was a bit surprised, but happy, when Shirley moved a bit closer to him. Theo felt her body gently graze against his, but she quickly moved away. He wondered why she hadn't let Cat sit in the gap between them, but he was grateful for it. He was glad for a new person, truthfully, he didn't know anyone but Shirley in the entire city of New York. And it was a big place. He didn't really have friends in high school, so he was awkward around other people. Theo looked up at Caitlyn expectantly, he expected her to sit down, but she might have to work today.

{ Hey so Kat said we could post without her, but how exactly are we going to set this up?

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This little fight was getting to serious in my mind, but guys could take punches better then girls so I sat there and watched the two block and throw punches and kicks. Though I was surprised that Mason was the one on the ground instead of Westlie mostly because Mason was a hunk and Westlie was hurt. This could only mean that Mason sucked at kick boxing. I stood up and walked over to Westlie though I looked down at Mason, "Does it suck to get beaten by a girl and your best friend who is hurt," I say trying to rub his defeat in his face. turning back to Westlie, I smile and take the water bottle, taking a quick swig before handing it back. "You did a great job, especially for being hurt," I say leaning a bit towards him.

[park.]

I have nothing left to give
I have found the perfect end
You were made to make it hurt
Disappear into the dirt
Carry me to heaven's arms
Light the way and let me go
Take the time to take my breath
I will end where I began

And I will find the enemy within
Cause I can feel it crawl beneath my skin

Dear Agony
Just let go of me
Suffer slowly
Is this the way it's gotta be?
Dear Agony

Suddenly
The lights go out
Let forever
Drag me down
I will fight for one last breath
I will fight until the end

And I will find the enemy within
Cause I can feel it crawl beneath my skin

Dear Agony
Just let go of me
Suffer slowly
Is this the way it's gotta be?
Don't bury me
Faceless enemy
I'm so sorry
Is this the way it's gotta be?
Dear Agony

Leave me alone
God let me go
I'm blue and cold
Black sky will burn
Love pull me down
Hate lift me up
Just turn around
There's nothing left

Somewhere far beyond this world
I feel nothing anymore

De Dear Agony
Just let go of me
Suffer slowly
Is this the way it's gotta be?
Don't bury me
Faceless enemy
I'm so sorry
Is this the way it's gotta be?
Dear Agony

I feel nothing anymore



An Author of Shakespeare

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My name is my name, there's nothing really too it. I don't know why my mother named me that and you know what I don't care. It doesn't matter just call me it. Either call me Mason or Mason Flint never call me just Flint. I don't like nicknames so don't give me any. Just Mason, you call me something else Ill ignore you. But I will tell you that I don't have a middle name and I want one. But I just can't pick one. Maybe you can or someone, someone who cares, I guess. But it must be something cool and emo of course.

My age? Well lets see, since I was born on April the gloomiest month of all, in my opinion. On the 1st. That's kind of funny because I am known, if by anyone, that I have a big skill for pranking and to add all the stealing and tricks I do. My birth sign is Sagittarius - The Centaur It means: However, they must channel their energy or they will waste time and wear themselves out going in too many directions at once. They are not very patient and expect quick results. However, when encountered with failure they make extreme comeback's often against incredible odds. They make loyal friends and lovers, but they do not handle commitment well as they refuse to be tied down while chasing philosophical pursuits. So that's me overall. So according to this day the age I am is either 16 or 17 I don't really remember.

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I guess I would call myself a little dark and gloomy. I believe in omens and prophecy's, and ghosts. You could call me emo but I am not the whole cut myself type of person. I do draw on myself and love the colors red and black so yeah. Back to my personality. I see things differently so when you see a bug on your foot I see a smaller creature running for dear life surprised. It's hard to get on my nice side and ill argue a lot or just ignore you. But even afterwards i am easily affected and I don't trust people anymore. You could call me strong because of the scars, and marks, and bruises.

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➤ being alone
➤ his guitar
➤ animals
➤ money
➤ cooking
➤ finding a new pair of shoes
➤ youtube

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I was born in a nice house. Me, my mother, and father, and my brother named Noah. One day when I was 14 I was kidnapped. By some man and he shoved me in the back of a trunk. Before I knew it I was stuck in this house for a month waiting for something. It was more like basement and finally when this loser was done planning as he called it he tried to get me to rob a bank but I escaped and ran home where I belonged. But when I got there i saw them in a window. Smiling and laughing my brother now taking my room like he always wanted. So, I ran away. I was gone forever. I am never going home I am letting them be happy. They know I am alive but no one can find me and they never will, EVER. I hate them with my whole heart. I wasn't always like this. I changed my brown hair to black and just tried to hide.