Zane's crumbling mindWarning: Young boys, suggested three-way love, demons and death.Anti-warning: No sex or romantic scenes.----Take a look at my body, I think it's decaying. It goes a ghostly sheen sometimes and I know why. I don't understand why my hand is shaking, maybe it's because of the deal I made, to save my mother.It hurts to love, forgotten, I need a home- but my pride will prevent me from running back to you guys. I need your sweet whispers, I need your comfort.I think I might crumble any seconds.I need Neon's saving promises and Kyri's sweet prayers.I'll say 'I don't want them', but it's true.I've been treated so wrong. I've made so m
The purpose of murderThe blood I spill is for my purpose.The blood I spill is for my brain.The blood I spill is for survival.The blood I spill is for my heart. The blood I spill is for my spouse.The blood I spill is for my facade.The blood I spill is for revenge.The blood I spill is for the monster.The blood I spill is for the pleasure.The blood I spill is for my cause.But in the end, no matter what the reason, murder is still murder.
Central Heterochromia Henry/Alex Oneshot "There are two layers to every person. One on the outmost side and one on the inner. That isn't to say that only one of them is the 'true side'; it just means that it takes a lot of effort to find out completely who a person is."-UnknownOnce upon a time Alex Shepherd wouldn't have even considered using the word 'beautiful' for a man. When he was a kid, he always thought that the word belonged to his mother or his best friend, Elle. Now it was probably the most common adjective he used, in his mind, to describe Henry Townshend. It wasn't in an insulting way or even a feminine way. Alex couldn't explain it, but something about Henry just s
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