.:: Late Night-Nightmare ::.Hush little baby. Dont you cry. Daddy's having fun. Mommy's gonna die..:: Late Night-Nightmare ::.
Daddy has a funny look. He kisses mommy with one word. "Fook.." It comes out slurred from the alcohol. "Hush now, my baby doll.." He whispers to mommy And slits her throat so grottely The wound is colourful, very strong to seem. I wish I could awake from this horrible dream. I whimper and start to cry. Why, why, why did my mum just die?
Now Daddy looks at me And I turn away "Now my petal, Let Daddy have his way." I freeze at those words. Tho
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POV: Brendon Urie
Around my first shows with "Panic At The Disco" as a name, Spencer always took the time to give me a silent dare. He wouldn't force me to do anything if I didn't want to, but I mean, how hard could it be to give Ryan a little kiss onstage?
The first time I had kissed him, I hadn't really. The second time, I might have slipped. The third time..? I found that Ryan was beginning to play along. These have been great years for me, my love, and they've become even better because of you.
Ever since we've been dating, ever since we've left our girl-frie
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thanks for that hun, Hope ur ok
Red
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You'll be glad to know that you're my first comment on anything, really.
Much appreciated 8D
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Guess what?
You didn't assimilate me.
I just took what I needed from you in order to assimilate myself.
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