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Title: Barbed Wire Fencing, You Have Slain The West Pairing :… - Oh for the Getting
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Oh for the Getting. And Not Letting Go. Title: Barbed Wire Fencing, You Have Slain The West Pairing :. Barbed Wire Fencing, You Have Slain The West. You are much too sweet to me. Gunslingers in the old midwest. Barbed Wire Fencing, You Have Slain The West. Roxas murmurs, a low challenge, and tilts the brim of his hat down to hide the sky in his eyes. His grin is dangerously protracted, sticky, bad lacquer spilt over cheap wood. Axel squints at the small glowing windows and imagines he can smell his mothe...
pandastacia.livejournal.com
Revised RushSimone Dancing Scene - It's Colder Than It Looks Outside.
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Revised RushSimone Dancing Scene - Its Colder Than It Looks Outside. Have You Lost Your Direction? Baby, this town rips the bones from your back. It's a death trap, it's a suicide rap. We gotta get out while were young. Cause tramps like us, baby, we were born to run. Someday, girl, I don't know when, we're gonna get to that place. Where we really want to go and we'll walk in the sun,. But till then, tramps like us, baby, we were born to run.". Born to Run, Bruce Springsteen. 20 May 2010 @ 05:45 pm.
afterall89.livejournal.com
Soulmate - III. Fireflies - i will wait, until every flower dies
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I will wait, until every flower dies. Soulmate - III. Fireflies. Get your ass down here! Rdquo; Axel yelled. Roxas stood at the top of steps, having been commanded to get shoes. Ldquo;What is so damn important? Rdquo; The blond asked, making his way down the steps. Ldquo;What’s out here? Rdquo; Roxas asked, looking around, not seeing what was so damn important. Axel had said there was something he just had to see. Ldquo;Fireflies,” Roxas said quietly as dozens, if not hundreds, of the small bugs fl...
keldjinfae-moon.livejournal.com
kingdom hearts: wish you were here (1/3) - one of these days you'll break me of many things
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That's what you want. I feel like more. One of these days youll break me of many things. Ropes hang to keep us all awake. Through with the new you. Let the whole world look in. Kingdom hearts: wish you were here (1/3). Aug 20th, 2010 at 2:16 PM. Thirst to Get Away Far". NC-17 for later parts (suffice it to say there's sex, alcohol, rock 'n' roll, and shoplifting). Belongs to SquareEnix, Disney, and others who aren't I. I have to issue all of the thanks I've got to. This baby is getting some 'net time.
dictionary-ink.livejournal.com
write your name in the sand - confetti rainfall
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Love, she wrote. Write your name in the sand - confetti rainfall. Give me fanfic or give me death. Eyes like burnt-out holes in the world. I think i'm funny, okay. 31 December 2020 @ 12:00 am. Write your name in the sand. Im Sara. Im twenty-something. I write a lot. This is mostly where i word-vomit unhappily about my life, so dont expect too much. A warning: im not here but very much, but i guess thats okay. This journal is f-locked. comment to be added. Leave a message after the beep. I'm new. but ...
pandastacia.livejournal.com
here we go - It's Colder Than It Looks Outside.
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Here we go - Its Colder Than It Looks Outside. Have You Lost Your Direction? Baby, this town rips the bones from your back. It's a death trap, it's a suicide rap. We gotta get out while were young. Cause tramps like us, baby, we were born to run. Someday, girl, I don't know when, we're gonna get to that place. Where we really want to go and we'll walk in the sun,. But till then, tramps like us, baby, we were born to run.". Born to Run, Bruce Springsteen. 06 September 2010 @ 03:20 pm. Very, very new.
afterall89.livejournal.com
Soulmate - IV. Crystal Ball - i will wait, until every flower dies
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I will wait, until every flower dies. Soulmate - IV. Crystal Ball. Ldquo;Who is it? Rdquo; I asked peering through the small hole in the door. I could make out wild red hair and a uniform typical of a UPS man. Ldquo;Delivery for a…” The man paused and looked down at the large brown box he was holding. “Sora Jones? First name doesn’t really match up with that.” He said the last part mostly to himself. I laughed quietly as I opened the door. Rdquo; He asked, smirking. Ldquo;You OK kid? Ldquo;Yeah, it is...
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