

The Blood I NeedThe silky black book had a background that was darker than midnight itself. It was so plain, except for the drops of fake blood that looked so realistic, my throat burned of thirst. The scarlet bubbles of shiny red liquid reflected off of my face. I held the book up to my nostrils and took in a savory whiff. It smelt strongly of nothing but parchment and ink. I knew I could never have it though, because it was nothing but a photograph printed on millions of copies around the world. And I only had one in my hands. I shoved the book away from my face in disgust. If it wasn't real, I didn't want it. It was always like that. Gingerly, I preThe Blood I Need
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Zachary Quinto is the best thing since donuts <3
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Bitter, crimson tears flow from the lifeless eyes and mingle with the endless sands. Bestowing ever-greater power upon the demon god.
-Gaara of the Sand
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"My uncle was a clown...and when he died, all of his friends came to the funeral in one car."
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Supermassive Muse Tribute: [link]
Natalie Portman: [link]
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"Judge if you want, we're all going to die. I intend to deserve it."
--Play me off keyboard cat!
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