Post by addison morgan rose on Aug 8, 2010 12:47:06 GMT -7
WE'LL HIT SOUTH BROADWAY IN A MATTER OF MINUTES & LIKE A BAD MOVIE I'LL
DROP A LINE FALL IN THE GRAVE I'VE BEEN DIGGING MYSELF BUT THERE'S ROOM FOR TWO[/size]
SIX FEET UNDER THE STARS
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addison morgan rose strolled along the concrete pathway of the outside world, his eyes buzzing about the place in a paranoid fashion. his evening out last night had resulted in him stumbling back into the school grounds at a ridiculous hour, hair strewn about as though he had been dragged through a bush and his clothes half ripped from whatever he had been doing during the night. a sigh passed his lips and he was quite sure, whatever on earth he had got up to, he would regret it. more than likely he had drunk too much, overwhelmed himself with substances and then bedded someone. the idea made his heart pound beneath the material of his shirt, considering jerolyn was somewhere. jerolyn fucking mccarthy; his... well- addi wasn't quite sure what she was to him. the word girlfriend lingered on his tongue but he was quite positive that she was far from that. their relationship was so on-and-off, constantly arguing and never really getting anywhere. quite simply, it was his own fault through his abuse of alcohol and drugs, and his fear of committing to someone. rose was quite sure their relationship would never go anywhere, as addison never saw himself getting out of his... problems.
softly and hurridly, he padded over the carpet now of one corridor, his heart confirming his direction. he was unsure what took him here, but he knew it probably wasn't the wisest choice. jer would scold him for his activities last night - although he didn't have to tell her, but she would find out anyway - and this would lead to yet another argument. he gnawed furiously on his lower lip, the slender flesh almost splitting at the force of biting. why, oh why, was he going to see her? yet, somewhere deep down he knew exactly why. because he wanted to. because he felt he needed to.
he dug his hands into the pockets of the jacket hanging over his shoulders, a bottle of pills comfortably sitting there. addison was unsure whether they were his own, or whether they had somehow found themselves in his pocket thisbeautifuldreary morning. although the sun shined, his mood appeared different. nevertheless, he continued along the carpet towards the girls dorm. each step he dreaded but knew he must take. however, addi continued until he came towards her door. his knuckles rapped upon the wooden frame of the door and awaited her presence. if she was in of course. perhaps she had disappeared out, prefering to be with others on this day of sunshine. perhaps the very thought of seeing addison filled her with disgust today, and she had removed herself from her room in case he came knocking. he was paranoid, he was certain of that. yet, he could not help but feel somewhat scared this was how she actually felt.
[/size] enjoy the post. this is going to be interesting!
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\TAGGED jerolyn kadabara mccarthy!
/WORDS four-seven-six!
\LOCATION the girls dorm!
/OUTFIT outfit 'ere!
\ LYRICS all time low !
\CREDIT leena at caution !
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