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Thank You.
I appreciate you even taking the time to glance at this page. If you have commented on an entry (be it a regular entry or one of my stories) I appreciate it more than you know. I am horrible at replying to comments but I read each and every one and they make me feel like Christmas morning, just knowing that someone has taken the time to read my shit.
Thank You.

I am in the process of making this journal pretty much friends only.
Some entries will still be open and so will all my written fiction.
But comment and I will add you :D
Geoff and I just danced along to the Thriller video as they aired it on Much Music.
We lost an icon today but his mark will never disappear from pop culture.
R.I.P. Michael Jackson
We lost an icon today but his mark will never disappear from pop culture.
R.I.P. Michael Jackson
Life Is Just A Ferris Wheel
Bands: Panic At The Disco, appearances by Empires, The Academy Is..., and Fall Out Boy
Pairing: Jon/Brendon
Word Count: 22,450
Rating/Warnings: Pg-13 for almost sex and character death
Summary: Jon stands up slowly from the bench where he was sitting; he flicks the hair out of his eyes as he starts to walk towards the old woman feeding the birds, trying to not look intimidating and not to trip over his feet as he places a hand on her shoulder, bracing himself for that little spark that always comes when he touches someone’s soul.
To be honest, Jon hates using the word soul. He hates thinking that he is responsible for people’s souls, but he hasn’t been able come up with a better term. Jon squeezes her shoulder gently in what he hoped was a reassuring way as her hand comes to rest on top of his and she turns to look at him, tears shining in her eyes.
“It’ll be okay Rachel, it is not a bad place that you are going to,” Jon murmurs softly and watches as she laughs lightly, causing a few tears to spill down her cheeks.
“I do not fear what is coming.”
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Bands: Panic At The Disco, appearances by Empires, The Academy Is..., and Fall Out Boy
Pairing: Jon/Brendon
Word Count: 22,450
Rating/Warnings: Pg-13 for almost sex and character death
Summary: Jon stands up slowly from the bench where he was sitting; he flicks the hair out of his eyes as he starts to walk towards the old woman feeding the birds, trying to not look intimidating and not to trip over his feet as he places a hand on her shoulder, bracing himself for that little spark that always comes when he touches someone’s soul.
To be honest, Jon hates using the word soul. He hates thinking that he is responsible for people’s souls, but he hasn’t been able come up with a better term. Jon squeezes her shoulder gently in what he hoped was a reassuring way as her hand comes to rest on top of his and she turns to look at him, tears shining in her eyes.
“It’ll be okay Rachel, it is not a bad place that you are going to,” Jon murmurs softly and watches as she laughs lightly, causing a few tears to spill down her cheeks.
“I do not fear what is coming.”
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The boy and I went and saw Night at the Museum: Battle of the Smithsonian.
It was really good, I was pretty impressed.
Also; the cherubs are the Jonas Brothers. It felt a little weird that I figured that out relatively quickly.
It was really good, I was pretty impressed.
Also; the cherubs are the Jonas Brothers. It felt a little weird that I figured that out relatively quickly.
There is this huge fucking spider that JUMPS and I don't know where it went and I keep thinking that it is landing on my legs but I can't actually see my legs so I keep flailing. I am not normally this bad about bugs but when I think it's ON ME it's a little bit different.
Edit: HOLY SHITING FUCK THERE ARE TWO MORE!
Edit 2: Christ on a crutch there's more... Geoff needs to be home like right now to kill these things, I can't see them well enough to kill them and I think that they know this.
Edit: HOLY SHITING FUCK THERE ARE TWO MORE!
Edit 2: Christ on a crutch there's more... Geoff needs to be home like right now to kill these things, I can't see them well enough to kill them and I think that they know this.
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ohmygod this fic was beautifully depressing. I was like sobbing like the entire last part of it even though I suspected that that was going to happen, i mean seriously what else…
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