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๓คtเl๔ค ς๏llเภร
ђยŦŦlєקยŦŦ ŦเŦtђ אєคг
├─═▇═───═─┤ ஐ ├───═▇═─┤
We'll be running down the street, yelling "Kiss my arse!"
I'm like yeah whatever, we're still living like that
When the sun's going down, we'll be raising our cups
Singing, here's to never growing up
Her eyes sparkled a little when he said he would consider this a date and her smile broadened a little. "It is good advice though" she said with a giggle. Turning to the menu again, she considered it. "Based on this date then, I may ask you to be my boyfriend." She giggled again, then turned to him, blinking up at the tall boy. "Which flavor do you want to get?"
We live like rock stars, dance on every bar
This is who we are, I don't think we'll ever change
They say "just grow up", but they don't know us
We don't give a -, and we're never gonna change
๏ยt ๏Ŧ ςђคгคςtєг
{...}
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Posted: Mon Apr 18, 2016 7:43 pm
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Posted: Tue Apr 19, 2016 3:10 pm
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├─═▇═───═─┤ ஐ├───═▇═─┤
๓คtเl๔ค ς๏llเภร
ђยŦŦlєקยŦŦ ŦเŦtђ אєคг
├─═▇═───═─┤ ஐ ├───═▇═─┤
We'll be running down the street, yelling "Kiss my arse!"
I'm like yeah whatever, we're still living like that
When the sun's going down, we'll be raising our cups
Singing, here's to never growing up
Matilda giggled a little bit when he mentioned not being a bookworm, smiled and threw him a glance out of the corner of her eye. She nodded when he mentioned mint chocolate chip. She was more of a cookie dough addict, but the mint was an acceptable flavor. Her cheeks colored a little pink when he said she'd have to let him know if he passed the boyfriend test. She chewed on her lip a little, then said, "I certainly think you're doing a good job so far. I'm gonna get a cookie dough in a waffle cone. Did you bring money with you or do you want me to pay?" She turned to him as she finished speaking, watching him to see his reaction.
We live like rock stars, dance on every bar
This is who we are, I don't think we'll ever change
They say "just grow up", but they don't know us
We don't give a -, and we're never gonna change
๏ยt ๏Ŧ ςђคгคςtєг
{...}
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Posted: Wed Apr 20, 2016 3:17 pm
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Posted: Wed Apr 20, 2016 8:21 pm
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Feather Applauna Snow
Seventh Year///Ravenclaw///Single///Pureblood
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Crept out of bed last night, And I saw the strangest site,xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxlllxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxlooked me in the eyes, She must have hypnotized me
there in the darkness what I saw just blew my mindxxxxxxxxxlllxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx (cause next thing I remember I was)
Under a cloak of black, and a pointed witch's hatxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxlllxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxthere, standing in her lair, watching as she stirred,
I saw a face that made a chill run down my spine and shexxxxxxxxxxxxxxlllxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxand then she looked at me and she said these words
Feather looked up at the sign of Florean's Ice Cream Parlor. Kota was waiting for her and she was nervous. She looked behind her as Sapphire put her hand on her shoulder, and Laena gave her a thumbs up. Neither were having good luck with guys, but atleast the sister's were slowly coming together right. She waved as the two left her standing by herself. She took a deep breathe in, trying to calm those nerves of hers. Hopefully they wouldn't make her chicken out before she could go in. Her hand subconsciously went to the bottle around her neck. Her mum had gotten it for her for her last birthday, and she had filled it with her own 'good luck' potion. Something she had made a long time ago which she believed to give her good luck. After another breathe she walked in. Of course, she felt like scum still. She had basically ruined her best friend's relationship... With her other best friend!
Looking around, the smell of frozen treats brought her to wanting some strawberry ice cream. Hmmmm, her favorite. She smiled a little, of course she liked the pink one! She thought, chuckling lightly to herself. She continued to look around until she saw her friend. Kota was sitting at a table, with his writing materials out. Almost not writing anything. She smiled kinda, he brought a smile to her face, even if she was a bad friend. Feather walked over nonchalantly, and took a seat across from him. "Hey Kota. Haven't ordered your ice cream yet? Or were you waiting for me?" She asked curiously. Then looked to her friend's book. "Whatcha writing?"
(That's okay, It has been awhile)
╔═════════════════════╗I'm looking super cute in my Casual Purple
And it's even nicer to be with friends like Kota
Although my mind keeps wandering to Ice Cream. Just think about Ice Cream╚═════════════════════╝
Eye of newt and a wing of bat and a long black whisker from
a big black cat, spiders legs and wolf hound fur, bring it to
a boil and begin to stir, add poison ivy with a hemlock root
and a thread from the collar of a vampire suit,
guaranteed with your money back to but be careful when you mess with Witch's Brew.
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Posted: Wed Apr 20, 2016 10:30 pm
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╓xxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
xx» wнere «xx
xxxIce Cream Shop
xxxxxxxx» wιтн «xx
xxxxxxxxxWaiting on Zeph
xxxxxxxxxxxxxx» ғeelιng «xx
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxFrustrated
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α f я α ι ∂ тσ ℓσѕє ¢ σ и т я σ ℓ αи∂ ¢ α υ g н т υρ ιи тнιѕ ω σ я ℓ ∂ xxxxxxxxxxxx
ι'νє ωαѕтє∂ т ι м є, ι'νє ωαѕтє∂ в я є α т н, ι тнιик ι'νє т н σ υ g н т муѕєℓf тσ ∂ є α т н xxxxxxxxx
ι ωαѕ в σ я и ωιтнσυт тнιѕ f є α я, иσω σ и ℓ у тнιѕ ѕєємѕ ¢ ℓ є α я xxxxxx
ι иєє∂ тσ м σ ν є, ι иєє∂ тσ f ι g н т, ι иєє∂ тσ ℓ σ ѕ є муѕєℓf т σ и ι g н т xxx
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spaceLori stepped through the door of the ice cream shop in the middle of an attempt to school her expression, only the most recent of countless attempts thus far that day, to say nothing of the past couple of months. Unfortunately, like all attempts before, it failed horribly, the best she could manage being a slightly less scowl-y scowl. She wasn't in a terribly good mood these days. Between the usual utter nonsense her mother put her through over the holidays, and what she'd discovered Charlotte was up to, she'd just about had enough. Unfortunately for her, her mother had been coerced into refusing to let her stay with her brother at all this summer. Not for the first time, she desperately wished she could get away with hexing Lindsay Lovell. Not that Les was particularly good company, but Tassy was, and she liked seeing her niece, and absolutely anything was better than being at home.
spaceShe brushed a hand through her hair, already impatiently glancing towards the door to see if Zeph had arrived. Which was ridiculous, because she was a good fifteen minutes early to meet him. As always. Never had the habit irked her so much as it did right then, because Lindsay was the cause of the habit and she currently hated him more than she'd thought she was capable of hating anything or anyone. She wasn't entirely sure which he qualified as. Eyebrow twitching, she distracted herself by perusing the ice cream selection. Hopefully, the Hufflepuff would be here soon, and would manage to accomplish that which no one else had been able to accomplish; namely, distracting her from how angry she was at the world these days. Gia wasn't much help; she had the issue of impending sisterhood to worry about, and generally wasn't very good at calming Lori down anyway. She was far more likely to magnify the annoyance, actually, by feeding into it and letting Lori rant until she was blue in the face. Some people found that sort of thing cathartic, but in her case, it was more like stoking the fires. Tristan, while not as much of a amplifier as Gia, wasn't exactly a calm oasis. Zeph, on the other hand, was usually pretty relaxed. So hopefully he'd manage to calm her down. Not that she was going to tell him that's what he was supposed to be doing.
spaceShe frowned faintly; she wasn't using him, was she? She supposed technically that would be the definition of what she was doing, but... well, he was her friend, right? He was supposed to make her feel better when she was angry or sad or anything like that. And she just didn't want to burden him with the nonsense she'd been dealing with. Besides, as established, ranting was the opposite of helpful, and if she started to explain, she'd end up ranting. It was better that she keep it to herself and fill him in later on, if he asked. Only if he asked. She didn't want to force her problems onto him if he didn't want them. Another glance towards the door; she was counting her lucky stars that her mother had less than zero interest in taking her shopping, and that Lindsay was unavailable to do so. Her dad had informed the both of them that he'd be escorting her... and then left her in front of the Leaky Cauldron with a smile and a reminder that he'd be back early evening to pick her up, and not to get into any trouble. Not that Emerson really expected her to get into trouble, but he always said things like that anyway. 'Dads are supposed to say things like that,' he told her with a wink. Lori's fingers tapped the table; she was just lucky that Les had suggested she and Zeph do their shopping together to Mr. Whitethorne in the first place, because she wouldn't have bothered him with this on her own. As annoying as her brother was, he was the only biological relation she had that ever had her best interests at heart. The damned cad.
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xxx ¢σиfυѕє∂ ωнαт ι т н σ υ g н т ωιтн ѕσмєтнιиg ι f є ℓ т
xxxxxx ¢σиfυѕє ωнαт ι f є є ℓ ωιтн ѕσмєтнιиg тнαт'ѕ я є α ℓ
xxxxxxxxx ι тяιє∂ тσ ѕ є ℓ ℓ му ѕ σ υ ℓ ℓαѕт и ι g н т
xxxxxxxxxxxx f υ и и у, нє ωσυℓ∂и'т єνєи т α к є α в ι т є
 xx» ╳ ♥ ╳ «xx xx» oυт oғ cнaracтer «xx speak now
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Posted: Thu Apr 21, 2016 1:56 pm
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Posted: Thu Apr 21, 2016 7:16 pm
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Take all of your wasted honor
Every little past frustration
Take all of your so-called problems,
Better put 'em in quotations
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ℱ𝒾𝒻𝓉𝒽 𝒴𝑒𝒶𝓇 || ℋ𝓊𝒻𝒻𝓁𝑒𝓅𝓊𝒻𝒻 || ℬ𝑒𝒶𝓉𝑒𝓇
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Zeph had agreed to meet with Lori to go ahead and get school supplies. Mostly because he was kind of tired of being the tall guy in the group of first years. It made it even more awkward since he was still in school, and his father was supposed to be the school governor. Everyone seemed to use him like a landmark, and he was just tired of being asked to grab every item that was too high for everyone else. He had been tempted to ask Chris and Chalmes how they dealt with it, but neither of them had the same issues when they were younger. They hadn't grown to six feet until they were seventeen, and Zeph was shy of that at fifteen. Ugh, if he had like half of his dad's height issues, he wouldn't complain so much about his height. Then again, he might, considering how often he'd heard Deveron swear a blue streak about something he couldn't reach. He usually asked Zeph to get those items, but Zeph didn't mind then. Deveron was freakishly short just like his son was freakishly tall. He was waiting to see which way Lynn went, and Minnie, but he didn't know yet.
He entered the shop, deciding to enjoy for a moment the fact that he knew his home was just a trip to Whizz Hard Books away and he didn't have to go out of his way to get everything. Well, he did, but it wasn't like he had to travel far. He looked around the shop for Lori, using his height as an advantage (just about the only good he could see about it) and spotting her off to herself. She looked like she was frowning, which caused the Hufflepuff to frown himself. Was there something wrong, or was it just a case of the shop being crowded? He could certainly see many people here, and considering it was summertime, it wasn't unexpected. He walked over, waving. "Hey. Wasn't your dad supposed to be here too, or did he decide to give you a break today?" That's what he heard from his uncle, anyway. It could have been a ruse for all he knew. Maybe someone had convinced him he didn't need to be there?
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Even if your hands are shaking
And your faith is broken
Even as the eyes are closing
Do it with a heart wide open
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Posted: Thu Apr 21, 2016 10:10 pm
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╓xxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
xx» wнere «xx
xxxIce Cream Shop
xxxxxxxx» wιтн «xx
xxxxxxxxxWaiting on Zeph
xxxxxxxxxxxxxx» ғeelιng «xx
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxFrustrated
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α f я α ι ∂ тσ ℓσѕє ¢ σ и т я σ ℓ αи∂ ¢ α υ g н т υρ ιи тнιѕ ω σ я ℓ ∂ xxxxxxxxxxxx
ι'νє ωαѕтє∂ т ι м є, ι'νє ωαѕтє∂ в я є α т н, ι тнιик ι'νє т н σ υ g н т муѕєℓf тσ ∂ є α т н xxxxxxxxx
ι ωαѕ в σ я и ωιтнσυт тнιѕ f є α я, иσω σ и ℓ у тнιѕ ѕєємѕ ¢ ℓ є α я xxxxxx
ι иєє∂ тσ м σ ν є, ι иєє∂ тσ f ι g н т, ι иєє∂ тσ ℓ σ ѕ є муѕєℓf т σ и ι g н т xxx
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spaceLori was caught off-guard by the sound of Zeph's voice, having looked away at what was apparently the exact perfect time for him to be able to sneak up on her. How a boy that tall could sneak up on anyone was beyond her, but he'd done it all the same. She managed a rueful smile when he asked where her dad was. "Little white lie. Mum didn't want Leslie taking me, so Dad said he'd do it. Dropped me off so I could 'get some air.' Technically, he did take me shopping. In that he took me to the location at which I am doing the shopping." She frowned slightly. "I dunno why Leslie told your father that he'd be here, though. Unless he thought he would. I wasn't really paying much attention, he and my dad were talking over the phone and all I cared about was the fact that I was getting out of the house."
spaceShe sighed, trying to smile properly, but not quite managing. Her annoyance was still fairly evident, though she figured he'd at least know it wasn't directed at him. "Anyway, how's your holiday been?" she asked, desperate for anything to talk about other than her family. Or, well. Her mother and biological father. And she supposed her stepfather, since talking about him would devolve into talking about them. She pursed her lips thoughtfully. "I haven't been able to do much, unfortunately. I've mostly been studying. Figure it doesn't hurt, since we've got exams this year... Not particularly looking forward to those, but at least I can be reasonably certain I won't do horribly on them." It sucked, not being allowed a lot of freedom (particularly given why she suddenly wasn't being allowed a lot of freedom, but then, she was trying to get her mind off of that, wasn't she?), but at least it meant she didn't have much in the way of distractions. She gave a faint, half-hearted chuckle. "I swear, I've read every single one of my Charms books so many times, I could probably recite them... which would be slightly less pathetic if not for the fact that less than half of them are our actual required texts." The Slytherin tapped her fingers on the tabletop, looking a bit sheepish. She'd amassed quite a collection of books on the subject. mostly as part of her insane attempt at understanding how exactly it all worked. She hadn't quite managed to get it down into something as easy as an equation or science, but she understood it well enough. Actually, she quite fancied the idea of fiddling around and learning how to invent spells herself... and had even more books on the subject of how to accomplish that. She'd shelved those, though, to focus on reading the ones that covered things she'd actually be tested on that year.
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xxx ¢σиfυѕє∂ ωнαт ι т н σ υ g н т ωιтн ѕσмєтнιиg ι f є ℓ т
xxxxxx ¢σиfυѕє ωнαт ι f є є ℓ ωιтн ѕσмєтнιиg тнαт'ѕ я є α ℓ
xxxxxxxxx ι тяιє∂ тσ ѕ є ℓ ℓ му ѕ σ υ ℓ ℓαѕт и ι g н т
xxxxxxxxxxxx f υ и и у, нє ωσυℓ∂и'т єνєи т α к є α в ι т є
xx» ╳ ♥ ╳ «xx xx» oυт oғ cнaracтer «xx speak now
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Posted: Fri Apr 22, 2016 6:15 pm
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Feather Applauna Snow
Seventh Year///Ravenclaw///Single///Pureblood
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Crept out of bed last night, And I saw the strangest site,xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxlllxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxlooked me in the eyes, She must have hypnotized me
there in the darkness what I saw just blew my mindxxxxxxxxxlllxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx (cause next thing I remember I was)
Under a cloak of black, and a pointed witch's hatxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxlllxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxthere, standing in her lair, watching as she stirred,
I saw a face that made a chill run down my spine and shexxxxxxxxxxxxxxlllxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxand then she looked at me and she said these words
Feather smiled as he mentioned he had waited for her. "Well, thank you for waiting. Didn't have too though." She said glancing towards his notebook as he closed it and put it away. She nodded, understanding hit her hard. It was always there. That possibility for the possible outcome for one of those projects she had at home. She had several napkins of possible measurements she wanted to try, that had hit her in the middle of shopping, eating, or any other regular daily thing. "I understand. Whatcha working on now though? Your current writing? What has your attention as of right now?" She asked curiously. She could never get something out of him when it came to his writings, maybe he would indulge her for once. They were best friends right? Even though she thought she was a rather awful friend. Maybe Tori would forgive her at some point.
At the mention of ice cream, Feather chuckled. "Absolutely, that Strawberry has been calling my name since we entered!" She said happily. She stood and semi lead the way to the counter. "So how's your mom? I think I met her at Shayna and David's Wedding." She asked curiously. Trying for small talk as they walked to the counter. Once there, she happily ordered her strawberry cone. And once it was handed to her? She grinned happily. "Hmmmm, strawberry icecream!" She licked happily, before heading back to the table to wait for Kota. Distracted a bit by the thawing flavored ice.
╔═════════════════════╗I'm looking super cute in my Casual Purple
And it's even nicer to be with friends like Kota
Although my mind keeps wandering to Ice Cream. Just think about Ice Cream╚═════════════════════╝
Eye of newt and a wing of bat and a long black whisker from
a big black cat, spiders legs and wolf hound fur, bring it to
a boil and begin to stir, add poison ivy with a hemlock root
and a thread from the collar of a vampire suit,
guaranteed with your money back to but be careful when you mess with Witch's Brew.
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Posted: Fri Apr 22, 2016 8:59 pm
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Take all of your wasted honor
Every little past frustration
Take all of your so-called problems,
Better put 'em in quotations
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ℱ𝒾𝒻𝓉𝒽 𝒴𝑒𝒶𝓇 || ℋ𝓊𝒻𝒻𝓁𝑒𝓅𝓊𝒻𝒻 || ℬ𝑒𝒶𝓉𝑒𝓇
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Zeph blinked and then shook his head. He usually wasn't one to lie, but then again, he usually didn't lie. He wasn't going to call Lori out on it, since as she said, it technically was the truth. Her dad just hadn't told her mum that he wasn't sticking around. Which was still a lie, but as she said, it got her out of the house. Which, he was tempted to ask why she wanted out of the house, but didn't want to pry into that. Instead, he simply decided to let the subject go and then cringed as she mentioned OWLs. Ugh, they were going to be the bane of his existence this year. He could feel it. He was going to be stuck trying to decipher his own notes and trying to read textbooks he had enough difficulties reading. "My summer hasn't been too bad. I haven't quite started my summer assignments though." He decided not to get into why he was having issues, since that was something that he couldn't exactly explain without the typical exclamations about his inability to read. He could, it just took longer to do. A lot longer.
When she mentioned reading all of her charms books, he mentally cringed again, but tried to not let it show on his face. He wasn't a big fan of reading for obvious reasons, and eventually he was going to have to break down and ask someone to help him study. Maybe Pam, if she wasn't too busy with Aster, or Levi if he was willing. Even Will wouldn't be too bad. "I'm not looking forward to exams, actually. I'm pretty sure I'm going to fail them all anyway. Too much reading, and not enough practical I think. Besides, I've always been better at doing things than reading about them. I wish they could just test us that way."
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Even if your hands are shaking
And your faith is broken
Even as the eyes are closing
Do it with a heart wide open
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Posted: Sat Apr 23, 2016 1:27 pm
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Posted: Thu May 05, 2016 10:20 pm
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kчlα cσllíns
hσgwαrts hufflєpuff αlumní
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'Cause I'm just a girl, little 'ol me
Don't let me out of your sight
I'm just a girl, all pretty and petite
So don't let me have any rights
To be perfectly honest, Kyla did not want to be at work today. Her mother had chewed her butt out again for not having a real job, even though she was making money here. Matilda was a Prefect now too, sealing Kyla's fate as being the worst child in existence. Oh boy, her mother had doted on Mattie so much for getting Prefect and here was Kyla, the failure of the family. How her mother had torn into her that her two siblings had both been Prefects. She sighed exasperatedly and glanced around the empty shop. It was so dead today, since the kids had gone back to school. Kyla sighed again and leaned on the counter.
I'm just a girl, what's my destiny?
What I've succumbed to Is making me numb
I'm just a girl, my apologies
What I've become is so burdensome
I'm just a girl, lucky me
Twiddle-dum there's no comparison
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Posted: Sat May 07, 2016 5:42 am
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xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx《𝔐𝔦𝔯𝔷𝔞𝔪 ℌ𝔞𝔯𝔯𝔦𝔰𝔬𝔫 𝔒𝔴𝔢𝔫𝔰》 ☆╮
✦ Salem Alumnus ✦ Half-Blood ✦ Shop Assistant/Apprentice of Madam Malkin's ✦ spacespacespa
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I can't take them on my own, my own,
Oh, I'm not the one you know, you know
I have killed a man and all I know is, I am on the run and go.
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It was his break time when Mirzam decided to venture off to the Ice Cream Parlor, and it may or may not be because he wanted ice cream. To be real, it was currently the Fall Season, not very many people go and buy themselves a cold treat, you know? He was actually here to meet someone, much like accepting her invitation in her workplace. As he was pacing and entering the shop, he immediately spotted a lady sporting blonde hair. It was her, it was Kyla, he thought. The reason what not because he was lonely, he just thought it would be nice to get to know each other, right? Probably nothing special, though he felt like he might screw this hangout up but the again, he was being a pessimist. Giving her a friendly smile he waved, "Buenas tardes, I'm looking for Miss Kyla?" Of course, he knew that he was talking to the Kyla Collins but hey, creativity in meeting people exist.
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Don't wanna call you in the nighttime, don't wanna give you all my pieces
Don't wanna hand you all my trouble, don't wanna give you all my demons
You'll have to watch me struggle, from several rooms away
But tonight, I'll need you to stay
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✸ With :: Kyla Collins
✸ Where :: Florean's Shop Counter
✸ Wearing :: Looking Chilly
✸ Status :: Single
✸ Out.Of.Character :: ---
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Posted: Tue May 10, 2016 9:06 pm
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kчlα cσllíns
hσgwαrts hufflєpuff αlumní
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'Cause I'm just a girl, little 'ol me
Don't let me out of your sight
I'm just a girl, all pretty and petite
So don't let me have any rights
Kyla hardly even looked up when she heard the door open, only glancing up when she heard a familiar voice say her name. It was Mirzam, from the robe shop. She flashed him a small smile. "Hey Mirzam," she said, her voice sullen and gloomy. She felt rather bad after the chewing out. Her mother was right, though. She was basically a failure to the family. A crummy job, bad grades, and now both of her younger siblings were Prefects. She sighed disgustedly.
I'm just a girl, what's my destiny?
What I've succumbed to Is making me numb
I'm just a girl, my apologies
What I've become is so burdensome
I'm just a girl, lucky me
Twiddle-dum there's no comparison
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