Thanks for the suggestion reviewer person. I will use Toulouse. Of course
his brain is fried due to the absinthe. but who's paying attention to
that??? Lol. anyways. the beginning of this chapter is from his point of
view. I had considered him before, but since one of my TWO reviewers wanted
him, I'll do him. *grins* I luv u guys. Toulouse wont sing right now simply
because I cant find a song for him. Btw. I decided to also use a few songs
by Richard Marks simply because I need some romantic ones. I will get to
Lifehouse for those of you dying for me to use them, I just need the cd
first so it may take a few more chapters.
Disclaimer: I own them! I own them all!!!! *looks at the confused readers who don't realize im talking about my pants* the characters aren't mine. hehe. *blushes*
Disclaimer: the above disclaimer is a take off of one of Natalie's disclaimers. I don't own it, but I do own her. *laughs evilly* sorry nat. but ur not public property anymore!!!
Ok. on with the story!!!
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Toulouse sat on the roof of his home, watching the street below. He saw a young man carrying luggage into his building. He shrugged it off and downed the glass of absinthe at his side, giving in to the temptations in provided.
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Satine sat at her mirror, looking into it. She hated the reflection she saw. She felt so ugly inside, not worth anything.
Hating herself for what she did to herself.
She looked down at the brush in her hands. "I hate this feeling."
She stood up and walked out into the night air, stopping and sitting on the steps of the elephant. She began to sing softly, an outlet of her feelings. "Crawling in my skin, these wounds they will not heal. Fear is how I fall, confusing what is real."
She put her head in her hands and continued the song that expressed everything that tore her up inside. "There's something inside me that pulls beneath the surface. Consuming, confusing. This lack of self-control I fear is never-ending. Controlling, I can't seem to find myself again. My walls are closing in."
She looked up at the night sky with tears in her eyes. "Without a sense of confidence and I'm convinced that there's just too much pressure to take. I've felt this way before, so insecure."
She pulled her knees to her chest, balancing on the step. "Discomfort endlessly has pulled itself upon me. Distracting, reacting. Against my will I stand beside my own reflection."
Her bad feelings were dragging her down. She knew this yet knew no way to prevent it. "It's haunting how I can't seem to find myself again. My walls are closing in. I've felt this way before so insecure."
She stood up and walked back inside her room and collapsed onto her bed in tears.
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AN: sorry it's so short. that song is very short. the next one will be longer, so long that it will take me a year to type all of it!!! Lol j/k. :- D please review!!!!
Disclaimer: I own them! I own them all!!!! *looks at the confused readers who don't realize im talking about my pants* the characters aren't mine. hehe. *blushes*
Disclaimer: the above disclaimer is a take off of one of Natalie's disclaimers. I don't own it, but I do own her. *laughs evilly* sorry nat. but ur not public property anymore!!!
Ok. on with the story!!!
*~*
Toulouse sat on the roof of his home, watching the street below. He saw a young man carrying luggage into his building. He shrugged it off and downed the glass of absinthe at his side, giving in to the temptations in provided.
*~*
Satine sat at her mirror, looking into it. She hated the reflection she saw. She felt so ugly inside, not worth anything.
Hating herself for what she did to herself.
She looked down at the brush in her hands. "I hate this feeling."
She stood up and walked out into the night air, stopping and sitting on the steps of the elephant. She began to sing softly, an outlet of her feelings. "Crawling in my skin, these wounds they will not heal. Fear is how I fall, confusing what is real."
She put her head in her hands and continued the song that expressed everything that tore her up inside. "There's something inside me that pulls beneath the surface. Consuming, confusing. This lack of self-control I fear is never-ending. Controlling, I can't seem to find myself again. My walls are closing in."
She looked up at the night sky with tears in her eyes. "Without a sense of confidence and I'm convinced that there's just too much pressure to take. I've felt this way before, so insecure."
She pulled her knees to her chest, balancing on the step. "Discomfort endlessly has pulled itself upon me. Distracting, reacting. Against my will I stand beside my own reflection."
Her bad feelings were dragging her down. She knew this yet knew no way to prevent it. "It's haunting how I can't seem to find myself again. My walls are closing in. I've felt this way before so insecure."
She stood up and walked back inside her room and collapsed onto her bed in tears.
*~*
AN: sorry it's so short. that song is very short. the next one will be longer, so long that it will take me a year to type all of it!!! Lol j/k. :- D please review!!!!