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Re: and they go, i hate to say i told you so - writing - Legends - 03-12-2018
crows is my biggest fan confirmed
Re: and they go, i hate to say i told you so - writing - crows - 03-12-2018
yea you right
Re: and they go, i hate to say i told you so - writing - Legends - 03-28-2018
[align=center][div style="0px; width:400px; height:auto; text-align: justify; font-size: 8pt; line-height:13px;"]i my laptop was on 7% so this is, in a word, rushed..so somewhat bad
This concert was the first that both of them said they could go to. After working up the courage to actually ask their therapist's to attend a "personal event", Morra and Evan were both feeling a cocktail mix of anxiety and excitement over the ordeal. Entering the venue was easy, for Evan that is, as the security knew who he was; that was their job. They stopped Morra, as she was trailing after her best friend trying to keep up with her many camera bags.
"Woah woah, you can't come back here. its off limits to fans." one gruffed, his giant arm blocking the blonde fro proceeding any further. Morra's anxiety kicked into overdrive, as the pit in her stomach opened up. She began to try and glue together a reply and explain how she was the performer's friend and unofficial photographer but before she could the 5'9 ghost of Evan returned to her relief.
"It's okay, that's just Morra," he said calmly as if he had said it a million times before. The guard dropped his arm and returned to facing parallel to the wall, letting Moraa through. Her anxiety subsided almost immediately and she caught back up with Evan, glad that little escapade was over.
The concert was subject to start in roughly half an hour, as those ahead of him had already performed and Morra had once photographed Evan before so unless the lighting plan had changed (which it had not) she was relatively prepared for this, in terms of her job. And before she knew it, she spotted Nigel and Josh makes their way to stand in the back of the venue, both talking to each other, but it was inaudible to her. They were both dressed casually but no matter what, Nigel was still wearing converse and Josh was still wearing his "uncomfortable old man shoes", both were staple pieces.
The concert went smoothly, as planned with Evan's fans cramming into every inch of the venue for this "lowkey concert that no one really knew about till twenty hours ago." The final moment was when a bunch of confetti was shot by a pair of stagehands and the soft pieces of paper falling like rain. The confetti showered Evan on stage who looked up, smiling so genuinely that it could turn the head of everyone in the room if they weren't already looking at him. Morra's soft blonde hair caught some of the pieces of paper as she held her camera's viewfinder to her eye, taking a couple of shots during the paper rain.
When the confetti finally stopped, Evan's smile held and Morra took another photo, one she'd claim was her favorite. She hadn't noticed but Morra was smiling just as much as her musician friend, and both of them were not as happy as their therapists, who had continued to watch the entire thing, excited to finally see their client /children Evan and Morra happy, because for once, for this concert at least, they both were.
Re: and they go, i hate to say i told you so - writing - Legends - 03-28-2018
come get this [member=28]crows[/member]
Re: and they go, i hate to say i told you so - writing - crows - 03-28-2018
can u believe legends actually wrote evan in a happier place than crows has ever done
i love it thanks morra and evan are a power duo and nobody not even god himeslf can tell me otherwise
Re: and they go, i hate to say i told you so - writing - Legends - 03-28-2018
how dare you give me so much credit
but ur probably right
10/10 best duo love them
Re: and they go, i hate to say i told you so - writing - Legends - 05-06-2018
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*dissapears for days but comes back to post angsty poetry*
i’ve been put into a box
i can feel it in my bones
creativity almost all leaked out through tired eyes
cuts of deadlines stab my fingers with each word typed
sting of grades burn far beyond first day post test
the only aloe are the honors points
If you’re lucky
days off are segments of a school schedule
i’ve memorized class changes instead of my social security number
hallways feel like entrances to hell where the reaper waits
it hasn't decided whether it’s friend or foe
everything is a competition
that's is the earliest lesson
even when things feel safe it always bubbles to the surface
but that is a digression
i’ve been put into a box
i can feel it when i breathe
and im afraid i’ll never find my way out
Re: and they go, i hate to say i told you so - writing - crows - 05-06-2018
its art
Re: and they go, i hate to say i told you so - writing - Legends - 10-10-2018
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more to come, her typewriter is my laptop, hope she is okay
it's been only been two days since i arrived and the first thing i have noticed is that cars will not stop driving past my window. i have seen at least three ‘50 crosley statIon wagons drive by. another thing to note is that no one i have seen here drives a car older than a ‘67 mArlin and i will not tell a lie i aM nervous to ask for help with my own vehicle. the receptionist at the motel i am staying in suggested that i should keep my Blinds closed because, as she put it, the locals “don’t take kindly whEn strangers from the cIties visit†and while i brushed it off at first as witting tourism quip, but coNcern for my own safety has Grown. i hardly knoW what i am looking for here and yet every resident has Acted as if i have personally gone peering inTo each and every one’s own Closet of skeletons. SometHing strange did happEn today that i want to write down: i went into the local pharmacy (i believe the only store in this town that sells tampons, also something to note just in case) and the young girl at the counter, who looked possibly to be fifteen or sixteen, would not break eye contact with me. she stood, counting the paper money in her hanDs but never removed her violet gaze from me as i moved about the store. i found thIs peculiar and again today when i went to ask if anyone in town could fix my car radio the girl agAin did not break. she peered at me with both curiosity and malice that made my skin go cold. i spoke to another person at the store this tiMe, maybe her father or her brother i truthfully could NOT tell, and he told me to check back again tomorrow after he hAd asked eugene. The gentlemen did not cLarify whO eugene was. I must stop there, for there is is someoNe knocking at the hotEl room door rigHt at this moment but beforE i answeR, i want it notEd that it is 10:43pm, the nineteenth of september, i am staying in room 107, my name is greta walsh.
i opened the door and it was the girl from before behind the store counter. there was blood on her hands.
Re: and they go, i hate to say i told you so - writing - crows - 10-11-2018
THANKS MOM I HAD TO SCRIBBLE THE STUFF DOWN AND IT WAS THE BEST 5 MINUTES OF ME READING SOMETHING EVER