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September | 2015 | MayVaneDay
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I was going to be Hold On Till May or something artsy-fartsy like that, but nooo, that URL was taken. Monthly Archives: September 2015. September 30, 2015. That is the state of the Zorphian War at the current moment. Is the war still going on, even though we’ve been out of contact with whatever is left of the rebels for over a month? Or is it somehow over, Allaketo winning by placing Emma in a situation that she might never recover? What happened to me? September 29, 2015. Emma, please wake up…R...
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July | 2015 | MayVaneDay
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I was going to be Hold On Till May or something artsy-fartsy like that, but nooo, that URL was taken. Monthly Archives: July 2015. July 31, 2015. Past 9:00 pm haha. Snow fall on a silent day. Covering the ground in a suburb. And walking through the thin frost covering the dormant life below. Under a grey sky. The same color as your heart in that moment. Driving through the empty streets at midnight. Watching the sleeping world pass by you. Through your darkened window. But you don’t move. July 30, 2015.
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luggage in the trunk (Samhain) | MayVaneDay
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I was going to be Hold On Till May or something artsy-fartsy like that, but nooo, that URL was taken. November 30, 2015. Luggage in the trunk (Samhain). Vapor hanging in the air. Escaping past these cracked lips. Shivering in an oversize and damp hoodie. In a van with a broken heating system. It’s snowing, but it’s not sticking. And Mom is getting frustrated with the dysfunctional windshield wiper. That should be going. Like my heart would be if it weren’t so frozen. But I know how to anyways. Please log...
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October | 2015 | MayVaneDay
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I was going to be Hold On Till May or something artsy-fartsy like that, but nooo, that URL was taken. Monthly Archives: October 2015. October 31, 2015. We can’t just sever ties at a moment’s notice. 8220;I’m here, you know.” Emma was sitting cross-legged quietly on her bed, observing the pathetic scene from a few feet away. “You don’t have to talk about me like I’m not here.”. 8220;We could take you back to Earth, May,” Calum offered. “Speaking of that, where did Constance go? October 30, 2015. Me ft inc...
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ON A SIDE NOTE: here we go again… but, you know, I have better reasons now | MayVaneDay
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I was going to be Hold On Till May or something artsy-fartsy like that, but nooo, that URL was taken. December 3, 2015. Attack of the admins. Past 9:00 pm haha. ON A SIDE NOTE: here we go again… but, you know, I have better reasons now. Oh, would you look at that, I made yet another post about Tumblr. How positively exciting to know that I have yet another complaint with the system. Deep breath, Vane… Ah. Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window). Share on Facebook (Opens in new window). You are co...
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December | 2015 | MayVaneDay
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I was going to be Hold On Till May or something artsy-fartsy like that, but nooo, that URL was taken. Monthly Archives: December 2015. December 31, 2015. No light at the end of the tunnel. Still capable of dreams, eh? Okay, deep breath, Rena, just one jump and you’ll be free forever. I would rather return to the stardust that I came from billions of years ago rather than be some shark’s next meal. So much for my plans of joining Samhain in merry oblivion. I’d practically been birthed, had I not? 8220;It&...
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sprawled out in a relative’s bed (Argentina) | MayVaneDay
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I was going to be Hold On Till May or something artsy-fartsy like that, but nooo, that URL was taken. December 3, 2015. Sprawled out in a relative’s bed (Argentina). Hidden in a bed of sea foam. Wishing that I was drifting out to sea. For even that would feel like heaven. Compared to the explosion in my head. The last half of my finals were today. And everybody kept asking me where Samhain had disappeared to. Problem is, I didn’t exactly know that answer myself. Where has my ghost gone? Please log in usi...
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The messed up mind of Adrien Marie part 1 | adrienfangrl
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The messed up mind of Adrien Marie part 1. November 25, 2015. Warning: This will be depressing and kind of all over the place because I write what I feel, and it’s messed up just like my life, mind, and me. One thought on “The messed up mind of Adrien Marie part 1”. October 10, 2016 at 5:24 pm. Reblogged this on Pastel Death:The ramblings,writings and storys of Adrien Marie. Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Enter your comment here. Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:. On I’m….
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November | 2015 | adrienfangrl
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Monthly Archives: November 2015. November 29, 2015. I’m breaking but you don’t see…. I’m broken but you don’t know why…. I’m dying inside but you think I’m fine…. I need someone but everyone leaves me…. I scream for help but you call it self pity…. I send you signs of my mood but you say stop spamming…. I think I find someone who cares but then they leave me…. I need help but no one wants to help…. Music blocks out the world but it will never block out the hurt of my heart…. So I’ll ask again:.