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((That explains so much. I can’t fix it right now, but I’ll try to later; thanks for letting me know!))
((I’ve been wanting to send you some asks as well,))
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As I child, I was completely ignorant to the nature of my life because I had no idea that anything else existed outside of the town. I didn’t know how grey my world was because I had never seen real colors; I didn’t know how cold it was because I had never felt warmth. I wasn’t lonely because I’d never seen other children, and I wasn’t afraid because I didn’t know any better.
((this is beautiful. I was left with a haunting yet positive feeling when I finished reading this. It was kinda like Vincent “Leveled Up” and was ready to face the greater issues of life. It was rather uplifting to read. You should consider writing as a profession.))
A girl twin with major anger and violence issues and a selective mute Scottish man who bites people.
A little kid with one eye and one arm that screams a lot and some dead kid that plays a magic instrument hug a bunch
A pimp with serious anger issues and likes to beat people up a lot and an evil therapist who sells annoying and rude kids to said pimp and bunch of other people and they’re fucked up pimps in love.
((A serial killer who has been dead for 10 years but is living on as a ghost in a Hellish realm of his own creation and his one of his victims who did nothing to him except renting out a certain apartment (Which serial killer think is his mother). The victim is also very boring, with very little personality.))
“I seem to have lost a stocking… James? Have you seen my stocking?”
“ No… I haven’t, why? ”
“I’ve seen a old friend of yours with it. Your panties too I believe…”
Heather blushes dark red, she’s more embarrassed than…
{always xD}
She shrugs her shoulders “That’s a good question. I thought noone could break into your apartment…” Heather takes a pause before resuming “Maybe I was followed?” Heather furrows her brow anxiously.
Walter frowned, “If you were, that means that they were watching…
The urge to go grab her Chainsaw was rising.She shudders at the thought of being watched especially during such an intimate moment with her loved one. She senses Walter’s urge and places a gentle hand on her lap. “Let’s hope that’s not the case…” She closes her eyes and sighs.
Walter nodded, placing her hand on top of Heather’s. “Because if they did I won’t hesitate to end their pitiful lives”
((Hmm…Interesting. Maybe…))
“I seem to have lost a stocking… James? Have you seen my stocking?”
“ No… I haven’t, why? ”
“I’ve seen a old friend of yours with it. Your panties too I believe…”
Heather blushes dark red, she’s more embarrassed than…
{always xD}
She shrugs her shoulders “That’s a good question. I thought noone could break into your apartment…” Heather takes a pause before resuming “Maybe I was followed?” Heather furrows her brow anxiously.
Walter frowned, “If you were, that means that they were watching…
The urge to go grab her Chainsaw was rising.
“Haaaappyyy biiiirthdaaay tooo yooouuuu”
“…but it’s not my birthday…”
