your mouth is poison, your mouth is wine
______Blake Markham. Nineteen. Senior. The Bastard._____
I see nothing in your eyes, and the more I see the less I like. Is it over, yet- in my head? I know nothing of your kind and I won't reveal your evil mind. Is it over yet? I can't win. So sacrifice yourself, and let me have what's left. I know that I can find the fire in your eyes. I'm going all the way, get away, please. You take the breath right out of me, you left a hole where my heart should be. You've gotta fight just to make it through- 'CAUSE I WILL BE THE DEATH OF YOU.

Leaving the Lonely Hearts Club : Llake 

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Leaving the Lonely Hearts Club : Llake 

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Lucy pressed herself against Blake. This is the first time in a while that they are like this without some ulterior motive or game. She likes it. She removed her hands from his back to pull her own shirt over her head. Her bare skin against his was a welcomed sensation.

She leaned back into his kiss, pressing him against the counter. Even though she is still living with him they haven’t slept together since that very first time though they share the bed.

 What their kisses were leading to was very obvious to Blake, and as far as he knew, he wanted it- and it seemed like Lucy did, too.

 Blake moved his lips down her jawline, leaving wet kisses down her neck and sucking softly on the flesh. He went back and forth over new spots to leave a kiss and returned to previous places. He knew well he would leave marks and smirked at the thought. He brought his face back up to hers and slammed a kiss into her lips with passion, running his tongue along her bottom lip.



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Leaving the Lonely Hearts Club : Llake 

 Blake hadn’t kissed Lucy like this in what seemed like forever- there was something different about this time, but he wasn’t complaining. He pulled her close to him, his finger playing with the hem of her short as they kissed. He had already lost his own shirt in the few minutes after they had left talking between their kisses and he was determined to keep the loss of clothing a bit even.

 Blake ran a hand through her hair, pressing his lips to hers a bit harder, deepening the kiss.



I never thought I would being hearing from him again. 

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True but that is the life we were born to live. At least now we can fuck up together… and maybe fuck too.

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I like that plan very much.



posted 1 year ago27/3/2013 • 54 notes

I never thought I would being hearing from him again. 

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We fucked up didn’t we? Wow. Love. Fuck.

We did, but isn’t that all we’ve ever done? Fuck, fuck up, and fuck up some more.

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posted 1 year ago27/3/2013 • 54 notes

I never thought I would being hearing from him again. 

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We were supposed to hate each other. I wasn’t ever supposed to love anyone ever. What the fuck did you do to me Blake? I’m not sure I recognize myself.

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You and I both. It isn’t my fault, though, Lucy- because you’ve done something to me that I can’t shake off either, so don’t blame me. You’ve got just as much to do with this as I do.



I never thought I would being hearing from him again. 

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Blake… I was never supposed to be in a relationship let alone love someone but…

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Fuck I love you too.

All fucking hell.

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I wasn’t suppose to love you, Lucy, but here I am; enjoying it, none the less.