*warning this is kinda detailed but it's not really sexual so yeah*
I woke up and it was Monday. Winter wants to talk to me today. I got up and went in the shower. In the shower I listened to BVB.
Use my breath for every line you'll take, when you are lonely, words are holy
A deadly grip on lies, sing to these blood red skies, hail Mary, whisper softly
What you became
Some things never change and so we
We learn from All Your Hate
We are lost in your mistakes
Play our hymn for the brand new day
We burn, we learned
Here's to your martyr watch her morals bend, an empty story we grow hungry
to reclaim the notes we lend, you cannot win, when saints are glory I'll die slowly
What you became
Some things never change and so we
We learn from All Your Hate
We are lost in your mistakes
Play our hymn for the brand new day
We burn, we learned
We learn from All Your Hate
We are lost in your mistakes
Play our hymn for the brand new day
We burn, we learned
I got out and looked for an awesome outfit. I found my blue skinny jeans and a plain black tank top. Over that I'm wearing another tank top that says REBEL and it ends right under my boobs so I'm wearing a tank top under it. I wore my black combat boots and a spiked bracelet and a cross necklace. I did a simple cat eye make up. I brushed my hair and teased it up a bit. I grabbed my backpack and phone. I walked downstairs to see dad passed out on the couch. I smiled and got a blanket placing it gently on his body. I kissed his cheek and left. On the way to school I listened to mayday parade.
Baby, I sorely miss the vibrant gleam that's in your eyes
I'll write a song about it
And maybe if the melody's just right
I hope tonight it will find you
It will remind you
But what's holding me back is the thought of time we never had
My world's hanging by three words that I can't bear to say
When you hear this chorus
Do you miss the way the world was spinning for us?
Do you hurt the way that I do?
After all this time you leave me broken
This song is every word I left unspoken
When you hear this, girl, I'm hoping that you think of us
That you think of us
Baby, I told myself that I'll be fine but it's a lie
I don't want to talk about it
Memories, oh they cut like knives
Deep inside I'm falling
Baby, catch me if you can
What's holding me back is the thought of time we never had
My world's hanging by three words that I can't bear to say
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A second chance at life
FanfictionRebel is a 14 year old orphan. She's playing her guitar in a park and Andy Biersack and Ashley Purdy see her. They follow her to the orphanage and Andy adopts her. He's depressed cause juliet dumped him. What will happen now?