GlamourIt's not all snappy lines and dramatic exits. She's finding that out, lately.--She's sitting on a post-It's pretty cool, because she used to watch cartoons where the superheroes and the ninjas and the antiheroes could all perch on the edge of a roof like whoa, no problem, and she always wanted to do it too. Used to try all that stuff they do in cartoons, all that stuff your parents tell you not to imitate because the little warning at the bottom says "DO NOT TRY THIS AT HOME".Well fuck that.So she's sitting on a post, one boot swinging in the air, and she's thinking sometimes you just have sit back and think about where you are. How you got there. And she's thinking that sometimes you really do get what you want, and sometimes old clichés turn out to be true.Be careful what you wish for.Because nobody really knows what they want. Nobody really knows what they need. You can figure one for the other, you can work it all out on paper, nice and neat, but you never really know w
Daily Dose of CrackThe Wonderful World of Twilight Presents:YOUR DAILY DOES OF CRACK.written by Katherine.--The wind shook the tent again and with it shook Bella. Edward was getting TIRED of her just SHAKING like that. It was so ANNOYING. Despite the fact that he didn't need to breathe, he was starting to huff in frustration. And she smelled so much like blood. She was in the middle of nowhere. They were in the middle of nowhere. No family or friends around to make him feel guilty about the thought of offing her. And the more she shivered the more he began to question why he hadn't made up an excuse to get her alone earlier
as far as Edward knew, even Jacob was too far away to do anything about it if he did go in for
just a little snack..."W-w-w-w-w-what t-t-t-t-time is it?" Bella asked, her teeth clacking together. Edward's temper was rising at the fact that she just WOULDN'T go to sleep."Two." He ground out. You know what, "Maybe
""No, I'm f-f-f-f-f-fine, r-r-r-really.* I"