

Merry ChristmasMerry ChristmasMerry Christmas
Two couples. Two locations. Both Christmas. One dream. And one nightmare.
It was Christmas in Castle Oblivion, and well they'd attempted to decorate festively. A tree was placed in the centre of the lounge and Axel had set a warm fire glowing. The aforementioned Organization member and Roxas were sat on the couch, snuggling up to each other, Roxas lightly sleeping, using Axels' shoulder as a pillow. Axel shifted slightly to prevent Roxas' head falling off his shoulder, and in doing so woke the boy. Roxas gave a short grunt as he opened his eyes, then sat up fully and nudged closer to Axel. "Sorr
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My Cafepress shop: [link]
Lots of strange, abusive, lovely and popular stuff
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The dream of that day, which has no chance of coming true
Is still twinkling in my heart
T I M E always returns to the begin-ning
hows u
love to talk
'cause im real bord
cya
dont wanna be ya
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are you scared yet.....i'll get the chainsaw then
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Not For Ophthalmic, Oral Or Intravaginal Use.
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You ask me where my loyalties lie, I tell you they lie with the Werewolf. You call me a Blood Traitor, and I tell you that Love is thicker than Blood and it always will be.
~*Praecavite Lunam*~
~*Beware The Moon*~
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"-make up a religion. Such as... 'The Rubber Chicken Religion'! Every Thursday you have to go outside and swing a rubber chicken around."
(-Philosophy of Religion Prof.)
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"He represented humanity and it fitted him well."
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