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Posted: Fri Jan 15, 2010 1:39 pm
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•·.·´¯`·.·• •·.·´¯`·.·•´☾Jackson Ray City ☽•·.·´¯`·.·• •·.·´¯`·.·•´ ✖ Don't take life so seriously, it isn't permanent.✖ ✖ Roses are Red, Voilets are Blue..✖ ══════════════════════════════════
Jackson chuckled at Seth and glanced at their hooked arms, opening her mouth to say she wanted to ride in the buggy before he lifted her up and put her in, making her giggle before she sat down and let her leg's hang over the front of the cart, her arms resting on the sides as she grinned. She loved this type of weather, it was so peaceful and it reminded her of home, though home was a little colder from here. "I love the Buggy" She said childishly, giggling and looking up at Seth. "So what are we getting today?"She asked, tilting her head to the side curiously as she looked at him by leaning her head back. She looked at Ritter and chuckled "Aww, how cute."She grinned and glanced at the sky. "We can probably hurry, it looks like it's going to rain too and I don't feel like getting my umbrella so we might get wet." She laughed, rain wasn't exactly a fetish but she always liked the thought of making out, or further if you catch the drift, in the rain. She loved the thought of being wet and slippery, being loved like that and not caring where you are. She shivered at the fantasy, that was a more correct thought. She made fantasies often and sometimes drew them but no one saw those except for her, and it would stay that way.
══════════════════════════════════ ✖ I'm Schizophrenic.. ✖ ✖ And so am I..✖
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Posted: Fri Jan 15, 2010 2:27 pm
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Posted: Fri Jan 15, 2010 2:41 pm
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Posted: Fri Jan 15, 2010 3:42 pm
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☠ ☣ Every Hour goes the Tick-Tock of Motors ☣ ☠
☠ ☣ They stare Us down when We met in the Emergency Room ☣ ☠
☠ ☣ And in our Beds, I can hear Breathe with Help from cold Machines ☣ ☠
Ritter flinched at the sound of Savannah's voice. He looked at her then looked away. He wasn't very happy soon of right now but he didn't want to snap at Savannah. She was too sweet. Ritter twisted his mouth and played with his tongue around the area his snakebites used to be. Ayame wouldn't want me to be mean. But I can't help it... Gomen, Aya... Ritter walked with the crowd to the store. He looked couldn't look at anyone. Savannah remined him of his sister. Jacky hasn't done anything but he's sacred to do something that will make her not like him. And Seth, well Ritter probably already ruin his chances. The warmness that surrounded Ritter earlier today that he had when his was with group, had disappeared with a single pierce. A pierce that could reconnect him with his sister. But he could only have one or the other. To move on or cling to the past. The reason he was here. Ayame was the only one who could calm Black Ritter. Anything she did made happy. She was the only one who truly loved him. That's why he sews himself. She loved dolls. Homemade dolls were her favorite. Since their parents were always busy, Ritter taught Ayame how to sew from what he learn in home Ed so she could make one herself. But since she died, Ritter started cutting him self. One day, there weren't any to cut with but a single needle with pink thread hang through the eye. It was Ayame's. Piercing it through, it was as though Amaye was within him. He could see her, talk to her, feel her. Like she was still there. Like she didn't died because of him. Apologize, Ni-chan... Ritter grunted then sighed. "I'm sorry."
☠ ☣ Every Hour...☣ ☠
☠ ☣ On the Hour... ☣ ☠
☠ ☣ They Drew Blood. ☣ ☠
I Don't Need Your Help. Just Give Me A Needle And Some Thread And I Can Fix Myself.~R.i.t.t.e.r.
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Posted: Fri Jan 15, 2010 5:02 pm
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Posted: Fri Jan 15, 2010 5:24 pm
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☠ ☣ Every Hour goes the Tick-Tock of Motors ☣ ☠
☠ ☣ They stare Us down when We met in the Emergency Room ☣ ☠
☠ ☣ And in our Beds, I can hear Breathe with Help from cold Machines ☣ ☠
Seth rejected Ritter's apology, leaving the needle and him alone to got the restroom. Ritter slumped a bit but took the needle and head to the boys' room. Locking the door, Ritter sat on the floor, wonder wear it would be less noticable. That when he found it. Ritter lifted Seth shirt. He tied a knot at the end of the string and nervously pointed the end of needle to his heart. Stitch one, stitch two. Each mend brought Ritter to his beloved sister. "Aya-chan, are you mad at Ri-kun?" No, Ni-chan, I could never be mad at you. But why did Ni-chan snap at Seth-Kun like that? I though you liked him... Ritter flung his head back at the painful pleasure and sighed.Stitch fourteen, stitch fifteen. "I do but you know I can help it. You know how I get." No, I don't. How Ni-chan. Ritter snorted.Stitch twenty-one, stitch twenty-two. "Of course not. Black Ritter loved you. Everyone did." People loved you too, Ni-chan. Ritter snickered then catching himself. Stitch twenty-seven, stitch twenty-eight. "That was before you know what happened." Well I still love you, Ni-chan. Stitch twenty-nin....... "I love you too, Aya...." The string was finished. Tiny tears flowed down Ritter's cheeks as he let down the shirt he was wearing. He sat with his face buried in his knees and cried his eyes out. After several minutes, got up and tried to wipe away most of his tears but they stained most of his visage. Ritter figured it was hopeless, so he didn't mess with it anymore. Stepping out of the bathroom and search for his what he hoped still were his friends.
☠ ☣ Every Hour...☣ ☠
☠ ☣ On the Hour... ☣ ☠
☠ ☣ They Drew Blood. ☣ ☠
I Don't Need Your Help. Just Give Me A Needle And Some Thread And I Can Fix Myself.~R.i.t.t.e.r.
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Posted: Fri Jan 15, 2010 5:26 pm
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Posted: Fri Jan 15, 2010 5:52 pm
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Posted: Fri Jan 15, 2010 6:08 pm
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Posted: Fri Jan 15, 2010 7:31 pm
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Posted: Fri Jan 15, 2010 7:33 pm
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•·.·´¯`·.·• •·.·´¯`·.·•´☾Jackson Ray City ☽•·.·´¯`·.·• •·.·´¯`·.·•´ ✖ Don't take life so seriously, it isn't permanent.✖ ✖ Roses are Red, Voilets are Blue..✖ ══════════════════════════════════
Jackson blinked, watching things go through with Seth and Ritter. He wasn't kidding when he said he had a different side. She couldn't really hear them but she could see their actions and it made her bite her lip, she was worried for them. Having watched Seth's therapy Ritter would know more than anyone about Seth, she knew that and she knew she wouldn't be strong enough to watch them beat Seth like she knew they did. She would just make it worse by yelling and screaming to have them stop, telling them it wasn't helping, only scaring and scarring him. She looked at Seth with curious and worried eyes as he handed her the list, he was obviously hiding what he really wanted to show and she nodded, it wasn't a good idea to ask about it out in public, and since Rit was here and the subject was about him. She hated to pick sides when two people she was friends with were fighting. She sighed and looked at the list, grabbing a few loafs of bread near her and putting them on her lap, hoping that she wouldn't have to try and reach for a high shelf. She watched Seth leave seeing Ritter coming and sighed, well shoot. It was going to be hard to complete their plan if Ritter and Seth weren't getting along. "Why do you care?" "Yeah you'd be glad if that boy was gone." "Exactly, you'd love to get in Seth's pants, you little slut." "Shut up! I don't want in anyone's pants and I like Rit so leave it alone!" "Never." She bit her lip and starred at the list, only slightly dimming the voices with biting her lip. She would need to cut herself until she passed out soon, she needed to get rid of them for awhile, it wouldn't last long but it would help. All she needed was a little time for herself.
══════════════════════════════════ ✖ I'm Schizophrenic.. ✖ ✖ And so am I..✖
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