| Non-consensual* crossdressing for the win! *okay, so they get paid for it. mikoto runs away from princessing often enough to call it noncon. |


anticipationLife waits inside us with held breaths and clutching expectant fingers. It is the emptiness of the coffee carafe at 4:59 a.m. And the open grasping hands of a small child at Easter. Life is the air that fills your lungs and your nose and links scents directly into your memory, vivid: Your mother's Elizabeth Arden face powder, scattered across her bathroom counter from your dressup games, The indefinable scent of a hundred people pressed close together and the lack of smell as they hold their breaths til the first chord is struck, The paint chips and old metal of the top of a roller coaster, And the hoanticipation


a day lateSo there are these kids, see, all on a road trip together. Two guys and two girls, boyfriend-girlfriend, all that jazz. The summer after graduation, you know the drill. There isn't much space because gas is expensive for a bunch of would-be college students, up to their ears in debt, so they've taken one of the girl's cars, a little five-seater Honda that gets good mileage on the highway. Plus, you can fill up the tank for fifteen bucks when gas prices were good. So picture this they're out on the highway, somewhere in the northwest maybe. They're driving through the night, cause they're young and don't need all thata day late
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“Shall I be there too, fresh-wounded, your latest Prisoner – displaying your captive mind – With Conscience, hands bound behind her, and Modesty, all Love’s other enemies, whipped into line.” Ovid
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Your heart is a muscle the size of your fist. Keep loving, keep fighting.
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“Shall I be there too, fresh-wounded, your latest Prisoner – displaying your captive mind – With Conscience, hands bound behind her, and Modesty, all Love’s other enemies, whipped into line.” Ovid
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#Writers-Workshop | *project-improve | *LITplease | *Lit-Twitter | =DeviantArtSecret
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How are you feeling?
Well, I could probably heal a mosquito bite right now. But it would be pointless, because it would still itch.
-A.C.
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No matter how subtle the wizard, a knife between his shoulderblades will seriously cramp his style.
-- Vlad Taltos (Writer: Steven Brust)
prettiful desktop btw!
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these big city dreams are what you're about.
and ty! i actually need to change it, as that hasn't been my desktop in...quite a while.
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Your heart is a muscle the size of your fist. Keep loving, keep fighting.
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