literately-obsessed

Hey so for those who read my story Paradox (dean winchester text ff), I've got at least 5 new chapters to upload! 

literately-obsessed

Wellll happy birthday  to me

ADreamInside

Thank you for following me!

ADreamInside

Id love that. My pm is always open.
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literately-obsessed

@ADreamInside Right. Hey, is it okay to inbox you? I'd definitely like to keep up a conversation but not where everyone can see xD
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ADreamInside

Im deaf, and I would say it is pretty good considering other books Ive read, but I have a lot of problem with how some things in the story are, and the comments are very painful to read because so many of them are just blatantly rude. It's pretty accurate though, considering the author is hearing (Id assume, maybe I shouldnt). Im expecting a hearing aid by the end of the book because of how things are looking thus far.
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literately-obsessed

kept you in a cage to preserve your bueaty.
          I kept you alone so I could only love you.
          I starved you so than I would be the only thing you hungered.
          I abused you so then you would worship me.
          I removed your eye lids so then I would be the only thing you would see.
          I loved you so much that it killed you.
          I killed you.
          I killed you.
          I killed you.
          I miss you.
          I love you.
          
          ...
          not mine btw i just found it on youtube and it's awesome soooooo

literately-obsessed

Long, beautiful blonde hair. Deep, green eyes filled with the colour of envy. All I could think about was how fearful I was. She seemed...ruthless. Her eyes were set in a permanent scowl, her lips downturned in an angry frown. I couldn’t help but gnaw my lower lip as I saw a dark place, a place that closely resembled my home and my school. It was pure silence and not one person I knew could be seen—, except for the ones whom my mind conjured up.
          	They moved like clockwork, going from one place to another. Over time, I could feel things growing older and older and older and then I saw them. My family. I tried to reach out to them but not one of them could see me. I tried to grab their hands and I went right through them. It was like...it was like I was dead. I didn’t want to be dead.
          	I moved throughout my home, seeing everyone going along without me, like I was never there. I fell down on my knees, a scream piercing over the mumbles and incoherent whispers that had formulated over time. “I don’t want to be here anymore!” I heard myself scream.
          	And suddenly, I wasn't.
          
          -The First Time She Heard.
          I've a few ideas, loves.