Oct
8
2014

let’s dance or flip

I sit and I start devouring my nails not due to the hunger but the lack of plain outside and the rain strums harder and Faris just wobbles slightly.

“Why the fuck are we even waiting here?” He smirks and I light a cigarette at which Faris wants to say something but in the end closes his eyes, head and leans back, his bright flowery shirt unbuttoning and the collar a bit ripped on the end.

READ MORE THE HORRORS FANFICTION: http://graspthesanity.blogspot.se/2012/06/lets-dance-or-flip.html

let’s dance or flip

I sit and I start devouring my nails not due to the hunger but the lack of plain outside and the rain strums harder and Faris just wobbles slightly.

“Why the fuck are we even waiting here?” He smirks and I light a cigarette at which Faris wants to say something but in the end closes his eyes, head and leans back, his bright flowery shirt unbuttoning and the collar a bit ripped on the end.

READ MORE THE HORRORS FANFICTION: http://graspthesanity.blogspot.se/2012/06/lets-dance-or-flip.html

Apr
19
2014

Let’s Dance or Flip

I sit and I start devouring my nails not due to the hunger but the lack of plain outside and the rain strums harder and Faris just wobbles slightly.

READ MORE THE HORRORS FANFICTION: http://graspthesanity.blogspot.com.br/2012/06/lets-dance-or-flip.html

Let’s Dance or Flip

I sit and I start devouring my nails not due to the hunger but the lack of plain outside and the rain strums harder and Faris just wobbles slightly.

READ MORE THE HORRORS FANFICTION: http://graspthesanity.blogspot.com.br/2012/06/lets-dance-or-flip.html

Apr
6
2014

LAST DAY OF MAGIC
I dye my nails. And it dries. Like a bus stop.When you’re just sitting there and I spit out water on myself onstage before leaving, thinking of all the people I don’t know and I quickly smile at Jamie before he leaves me with people to scatter and in the end it’s me chain smoking on a sofa, flicking through some left over magazine with a few ripped pages. 
READ MORE JOSH FANFICTION HERE

LAST DAY OF MAGIC

I dye my nails. 

And it dries. 

Like a bus stop.

When you’re just sitting there and I spit out water on myself onstage before leaving, thinking of all the people I don’t know and I quickly smile at Jamie before he leaves me with people to scatter and in the end it’s me chain smoking on a sofa, flicking through some left over magazine with a few ripped pages. 

READ MORE JOSH FANFICTION HERE

Jan
22
2014

Let’s Dance or Flip
I sit and I start devouring my nails not due to the hunger but the lack of plain outside and the rain strums harder and Faris just wobbles slightly.
READ MORE THE HORRORS FANFICTION AT GRASPTHESANITY

Let’s Dance or Flip

I sit and I start devouring my nails not due to the hunger but the lack of plain outside and the rain strums harder and Faris just wobbles slightly.

READ MORE THE HORRORS FANFICTION AT GRASPTHESANITY

Jan
21
2014

Last Day Of Magic
When you’re just sitting there and I spit out water on myself onstage before leaving, thinking of all the people I don’t know and I quickly smile at Jamie before he leaves me with people to scatter and in the end it’s me chain smoking on a sofa, flicking through some left over magazine with a few ripped pages. Maybe he would be a person I’d meet on a bus stop, just to fall in love for a few seconds, nothing really works even his strumming in all the other rooms, it feels like it and I tap my fingers, breathing in harder and music always attracts me in a man, how he communicates with me and it’s always the way that I cannot touch, but I have to listen more and more and it’s as if penetration is a sin and the notes which go inside me aren’t to make me feel this pleasure.
READ MORE ALISON MOSSHART/JOSHUA HAYWARD FANFICTION AT GRASPTHESANITY

Last Day Of Magic

When you’re just sitting there and I spit out water on myself onstage before leaving, thinking of all the people I don’t know and I quickly smile at Jamie before he leaves me with people to scatter and in the end it’s me chain smoking on a sofa, flicking through some left over magazine with a few ripped pages. 

Maybe he would be a person I’d meet on a bus stop, just to fall in love for a few seconds, nothing really works even his strumming in all the other rooms, it feels like it and I tap my fingers, breathing in harder and music always attracts me in a man, how he communicates with me and it’s always the way that I cannot touch, but I have to listen more and more and it’s as if penetration is a sin and the notes which go inside me aren’t to make me feel this pleasure.

READ MORE ALISON MOSSHART/JOSHUA HAYWARD FANFICTION AT GRASPTHESANITY

Dec
15
2013

Last Day Of Magic

When you’re just sitting there and I spit out water on myself onstage before leaving, thinking of all the people I don’t know and I quickly smile at Jamie before he leaves me with people to scatter and in the end it’s me chain smoking on a sofa, flicking through some left over magazine with a few ripped pages. 

Maybe he would be a person I’d meet on a bus stop, just to fall in love for a few seconds, nothing really works even his strumming in all the other rooms, it feels like it and I tap my fingers, breathing in harder and music always attracts me in a man, how he communicates with me and it’s always the way that I cannot touch, but I have to listen more and more and it’s as if penetration is a sin and the notes which go inside me aren’t to make me feel this pleasure.

READ MORE ALISON MOSSHART/JOSHUA HAYWARD FANFICTION: http://graspthesanity.blogspot.se/2012/03/last-day-of-magic.html

Last Day Of Magic

When you’re just sitting there and I spit out water on myself onstage before leaving, thinking of all the people I don’t know and I quickly smile at Jamie before he leaves me with people to scatter and in the end it’s me chain smoking on a sofa, flicking through some left over magazine with a few ripped pages.

Maybe he would be a person I’d meet on a bus stop, just to fall in love for a few seconds, nothing really works even his strumming in all the other rooms, it feels like it and I tap my fingers, breathing in harder and music always attracts me in a man, how he communicates with me and it’s always the way that I cannot touch, but I have to listen more and more and it’s as if penetration is a sin and the notes which go inside me aren’t to make me feel this pleasure.

READ MORE ALISON MOSSHART/JOSHUA HAYWARD FANFICTION: http://graspthesanity.blogspot.se/2012/03/last-day-of-magic.html

Nov
29
2013

Let’s Dance Or Flip

“Why the fuck are we even waiting here?” He smirks and I light a cigarette at which Faris wants to say something but in the end closes his eyes, head and leans back, his bright flowery shirt unbuttoning and the collar a bit ripped on the end. Rhys had pointed him that out earlier but he said he’d fix it and he asked for a needle and thread but I had none and Rhys had left with the idea, leaving me to stop smoking as I finnish the cigarette and hold the butt in my hand, pulling my bottom lip.

READ MORE JOSHUA HAYWARD/FARIS BADWAN FANFICTION: http://graspthesanity.blogspot.se/2012/06/lets-dance-or-flip.html

Let’s Dance Or Flip

“Why the fuck are we even waiting here?” He smirks and I light a cigarette at which Faris wants to say something but in the end closes his eyes, head and leans back, his bright flowery shirt unbuttoning and the collar a bit ripped on the end. Rhys had pointed him that out earlier but he said he’d fix it and he asked for a needle and thread but I had none and Rhys had left with the idea, leaving me to stop smoking as I finnish the cigarette and hold the butt in my hand, pulling my bottom lip.

READ MORE JOSHUA HAYWARD/FARIS BADWAN FANFICTION: http://graspthesanity.blogspot.se/2012/06/lets-dance-or-flip.html

Nov
22
2013

LAST DAY OF MAGIC
Last Day Of Magic




I dye my nails. And it dries. Like a bus stop.When you’re just sitting there and I spit out water on myself onstage before leaving, thinking of all the people I don’t know and I quickly smile at Jamie before he leaves me with people to scatter and in the end it’s me chain smoking on a sofa, flicking through some left over magazine with a few ripped pages. 

READ MORE JOSHUA FANFICTION HERE

LAST DAY OF MAGIC

Last Day Of Magic

I dye my nails. 

And it dries. 

Like a bus stop.

When you’re just sitting there and I spit out water on myself onstage before leaving, thinking of all the people I don’t know and I quickly smile at Jamie before he leaves me with people to scatter and in the end it’s me chain smoking on a sofa, flicking through some left over magazine with a few ripped pages. 

Sep
15
2013

Last Day Of Magic




I dye my nails. And it dries. Like a bus stop.When you’re just sitting there and I spit out water on myself onstage before leaving, thinking of all the people I don’t know and I quickly smile at Jamie before he leaves me with people to scatter and in the end it’s me chain smoking on a sofa, flicking through some left over magazine with a few ripped pages. 

READ MORE JOSHUA FANFICTION HERE

Last Day Of Magic

I dye my nails. 

And it dries. 

Like a bus stop.

When you’re just sitting there and I spit out water on myself onstage before leaving, thinking of all the people I don’t know and I quickly smile at Jamie before he leaves me with people to scatter and in the end it’s me chain smoking on a sofa, flicking through some left over magazine with a few ripped pages. 

Apr
10
2013

Last Day Of Magic
I dye my nails.  And it dries.  Like a bus stop. When you’re just sitting there and I spit out water on myself onstage before leaving, thinking of all the people I don’t know and I quickly smile at Jamie before he leaves me with people to scatter and in the end it’s me chain smoking on a sofa, flicking through some left over magazine with a few ripped pages. 

READ MORE ALISON MOSSHART/JOSHUA HAYWARD FANFICTION AT GRASPTHESANITY

Last Day Of Magic

I dye my nails.

And it dries.

Like a bus stop.

When you’re just sitting there and I spit out water on myself onstage before leaving, thinking of all the people I don’t know and I quickly smile at Jamie before he leaves me with people to scatter and in the end it’s me chain smoking on a sofa, flicking through some left over magazine with a few ripped pages.

READ MORE ALISON MOSSHART/JOSHUA HAYWARD FANFICTION AT GRASPTHESANITY

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