fighting what you wantWanting what your fight The sun began to set as she stood at the firepit. The image of the flames dancing back and forth appeared on her sun glasses. She stood as she always did, hands in jean pockets with thumbs sticking out and one leg perched out diagonally next to her. Her breaths were even with the slight breeze that lifted her hair from her shoulders. The flames sparked and popped but Cole stood motionless. She took in a deep breath as closed her eyes and listened to the wind rustle through the trees. But something was wrong, almost out of place. She could hear its movements in the bushes that surrounded her. She opened her eyes afighting what you want
self
| im just an artist who loves drawing and photography... its always on my mind and in my blood and i'll never stop |
sweet dreams
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"We are all monsters, ma chérie." - Sabin (my OC)
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a little house...people can't fit in a little house..maybe an ant but not people..i had an ant farm.. but they all died..tragic.. but then daddy bought me a puppy*rambles on*-vegata
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a little house...people can't fit in a little house..maybe an ant but not people..i had an ant farm.. but they all died..tragic.. but then daddy bought me a puppy*rambles on*-vegata
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