Blade
I absolutely hate mysteries, actually I hate murder mysteries, so why the hell was I apart of one.
I felt numb, I walked around those empty streets for hours - well, it felt like hours - I still haven't decided what to call this empty place. I keep thinking, what if I hadn't been drunk? Would I still even be alive anyway?
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Racy & Blade
Teen FictionRacy crashed and burned. Blade sunk and drowned. Everything was okay until that summer, now they're both dead. But the question is, where do you go when you die? lovely cover by @hotteas ©_unwelcomethoughts 2014
