lucy
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throw the bodies into the streets, nothing more than rotten meat.
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Post by lucy on Aug 11, 2010 23:42:25 GMT -6
He chuckled as he thought back, even to when he started high school. "When I was younger I used to scrap a lot, get the shit kicked outta me because I would just take it. So, no. I didn't even think about joining a band or doing something musically. I thought about just managing to make it out of school alive. Let alone find a job. As for the tattoos, they sort of followed as I went."
He loved art, loved every form of it. Jordy adored tattoos, and he'd adore having the skill to do them on others. Some day, when this obsession for Indecent simmered down he'd start an apprenticeship with someone. Truthfully though, he wasn't sure what he wanted to do with his life, not yet at least.
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Post by Jenny on Aug 12, 2010 10:37:07 GMT -6
Gabby gave a small nod. "At the moment, I can't really see you taking crap from anyone," she told him thoughtfully. "Why did you let people push you around like that?" she asked curiously. She felt bad about him being kicked around, but it wasn't something she could change for him.
Going back in the past was something Gabby never wanted to even try if she had the chance. She was sure that she made some mistakes for a reason. Mistakes helped her fix things for the future, going back to redo everything to have everything perfect, just made things boring in her opinon.
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lucy
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Post by lucy on Aug 12, 2010 12:07:00 GMT -6
Jordy shrugged his shoulders against the cool grass. "I had started at that public high school on the other end of town when I first moved here. They just didn't accept me all too well and I didn't know what to do about it. I didn't really want to fight these kids but at one point or another I would have no choice to."
Jordy thought about his first day at that rotten school, his mother's face when he had come home with a black eye and his hair matted with saliva. He had tried to avoid her so she wouldn't find out but she did. Stephan had taken the blame that he had gotten upset at him earlier even though their mother could clearly tell that no siblings would ever have done that to one another.
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