CaptainxPixel

 I never feel better after I cry. Crying makes me feel worse. Everyone has been telling me, " Let it out Jess. Let it all out. It's not good to bottle it up. " but I don't think they understand that, I don't feel like crying. I'm not sad. It's hard to describe how I feel. I feel as though theres a perfect word for it; Sullen? Angry? Confused? I pondered this thought as I stood within the crowd, staring forward with blank eyes. Dark clouds rumbled over head, and droplets of rain began falling from the sky, spiraling and crashing onto all the flowers and ribbons. It was odd, watching them carry the coffin. It was absolutely gorgeous; Shiny da

Biographical Information Name: Lydia Mai Nickname(s): Lyd, Cunt Destroyer, Captain. Age: 18 Family: Bradley G. (Father) Kerri G. (Mother) Stephen G. (Brother) Stephenie A. (Aunt) Occupation: unemployed/dropout Biography Lydia is a rebellious 18 year old girl. She hangs out with a group of "punky junkies", but is seen by April Bogard's side quite often. She mentions in her first appearance that she is a drop out, and mainly hangs around to harass the "plastics" and smoke out behind the school. Lydia spends most of her time causing a ruckus at the school, pissing off the popular kids by throwing fruit at them, surveying people a

 Men never do evil so completely and cheerfully as when they do it from religious conviction. The room was buzzing with noticeable excitement. Chattering voices struggled to speak over one another as they crowded amongst each other, the topic of discussion hard to pick out over all the noise. The room smelt of alcohol and cigarettes, ash and empty cans littering the floor to be trampled by the uncaring individuals. A darkened stage stretched before them, covered in different types of guitars and microphones and a large drum set in the back. And just at that moment, the lights flickered to life, and thick smoke exploded from vaults hidden in