HallelujahBile rose to his throat, getting severely sick on the ground as he opened his car door. His stomach churned and emptied its contents through his throat, burning like acid erosion in his mouth. He coughed sickly, like it was his last breath before another wave of nausea forced more chemicals from his body to the cold ground. The only thing stopping him from planting face first into his own vomit was a weak grip on the handle on the door. He growled and tried to spit the taste out of his mouth."I want to die!!" A scream tore at his vocal chords as he buried his face into the steering wheel. His screams turned into a fit of sobs, his voice losing its strength. His tone whispered softly through the labyrinth of hushed weeping, "I want to die
I just want to die." Begging, pleading to the only thing humanesque around him. The radio.The words raveled into his subconscious, locked away in his mind between panic attacks and anxiety. Shock paralyzing and engraving the words there for ano
Baby Steps 3Later in the day, Pete insisted that he wanted to lug his easy-bake to the bakery and sell his concoctions to help with money. He had earned a bag full of quarters and many compliments from customers.Patrick was happy to see this. The impatient customers were being preoccupied by the bite-sized treats as he packaged up their orders.By the end of the day, Pete walked up to Patrick slowly and placed the bag of his earnings next to the register, "Is this enough?""Enough?" Patrick gave the little boy a confused look, "What on earth are you planning to buy?""If you don't want to pay Joe, I will. I don't feel comfortable with Brendon being with me," Pete explained with an expression a little too mature for him."You're going to buy your own babysitter? You're kidding, right?" Patrick watched the boy for a moment, when he didn't falter he shook his head. "Brendon is a nice guy. He actually takes care of you.""You need to listen to me carefully. He isn't like us. He's a soldier out to cap
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Ms Fortune Suiteheart Oc Meme Created by FuchsiaNightMare. Rules: fill in the blanks with your own answers and become a Suiteheart! Come on friends! Do it? Please?!?Name: Ms. FortuneStatus Quote: "The Sheep of All Trades."Gender: FemaleHair color: BlondEye color: HazelPowers/abilities/styles/gifts: Shepherd's staffWeapon(s): (Above)Birth town: The city that never sleeps.Personality: Shy, but short tempered.Strengths: Expert staff wielder.Weaknesses: hard to trust others and very reserved.Family: Just the sheep she protects.Partner: Bigbee HypertensionFriends/relationships: To be announced.Likes: Fluffy things like marshmallows and sheep.Dislikes: Dresses.Fears: The dark, wolves, and storms.Dominant color: FuchsiaSubordinate color: YellowClothes: Bonnet, frilly dressy coat that drapes down like the tail of a suit, long gloves, tights, and dress shoes.Extra: A very unlucky person.