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rosetylerandten:

IM REALLY EXCITED ABOUT THIS SHIRT

Wait where can I get this

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Hello angels,

So, yes. I have been gone for so long, I cannot even remember the date of the post before this one. But, either way, I feel like I ought to actually apologize (to those who really give a damn, I guess) for my lengthy (and unintentional) break from Tumblr. Many things have happened lately. Health, education, relationships, family…My god, I often wonder how I’m not in the cardiac unit at the damn hospital. It sometimes gets to that point, no joke. But anyways, I have plenty of new things to post and whatnot since my absence. I also have a question for you guys…Should I perhaps change my URL? Particularly referencing some sort of literary title or quote? I am unsure…Or does ‘In This Colony’ just sort of fit, especially since it’s been used so long? Suppose I’d kind of like you guys’ help, if you have the time or effort to do so. It isn’t necessary, but would be helpful as well as something I’d cherish and appreciate, should I choose the URL. Anyways, I’m done for now. Happy Black Friday or whatever. Don’t die.

Love you all so much…

xx

tis-some-visitor:

Link to Chapter 1.

For a better read, I highly recommend you check out the playlist I prepared for this chapter. Start with After The Storm if possible.  

Word count: 2674

Warnings:Language, use of cigarettes and alcohol, violence. 

Chapter 2

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He breathed in deeply as the cigarette invaded his lungs and nicotine ran through his bloodstream. Smoke from his exhale hovered in the air, keeping him into a serene stance. One hand in his pockets. The other one tapped ashes from his cigarette on the floor. His body leaning against the wall, he took a moment to gaze at the metropolitan view.

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tis-some-visitor:

Link to Prologue B.

Warnings: Language, troubling topics such as depression and suicide.

Chapter 1

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A single table at the back of the room was, admittedly, occupied. And there he was. The man scrutinised her from top to bottom. His arms lied upon the upper surface of the couch. A furred coat was hanging on a rack behind.

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