El Dia de los Muertos.

*charlie brown dance*

xD

Have you ever eaten chocolate covered peppermint sticks? They're YUMMY.

OMG THEY'RE DELICIOUS!!

Ikr? I got a whole box in my stocking. Along with a million dollar chocolate bar, and a mini pack of Lindt truffles. Yummyness!!!!!

LUCKY!!!
I got a box of Godiva
And a bar of Ghiradelli
But that's it :/

Mmmm chocolate. Chocolate kicks ASS.

Ok, where's all of the new stuff on inkpop? It was supposed to be redone in december. Wtf.

Yeah...IDK MY BFF JILL. Actually, it was supposed to come in October O.o
Then November, December...

Nuts. This is crazyness.

I know!! And I was really looking forward to poems having their own top five :/

Me too. I have TONS of good poems collecting dust...

*nods* And mine was number one in poetry right before December, so I got excited because I though it'd be in the first top five...

This is just taunting us. Its evil.

*nods* YUSH

If they aren't doing the reno by march, imma be pissed.

Rosalie Swan wrote:
Rose: I blushed and sighed. I wasn't going to win, so I might as well just give them what they want. "Where's Elizabeth?" I asked softly, really hoping neither of them, especially Vincent, would hear me..

Vincent: My eyes widened and I looked away before my brother could catch my gaze. As I looked at my hands fisting in my lap, my hair whisked at my eyes, obscuring them. "She was exiled..."

Rose: I looked at him. "Why on earth would they do that?" I asked.

Vincent: I let out a breath, still not looking at them. "The term you're thinking of is different from the one I'm speaking of, Rose." I fell silent, collecting myself so that I could explain. "This form of exile is different, and hadn't been performed in centuries until Elizabeth died because it was such a controversy, and so many were against it-Demon and Angel alike." I stopped again, my jaw clenching at the threat of tears. "As Immortals and Spirits, we...we don't age, and my daughter was only four months old when she was taken by the Plague. Angels and Demons can be exiled to the Spirit World, stripped of their titles and various appendages, if any...but in a case such as Elizabeth's, there is a way to drive souls into nonexistance(sp?) by sacrificing the energy of those Fallen Immortals..." I gritted my teeth, glaring at the ground in hatred. My daughter...my baby girl, taken from me twice.

Rose: "I shouldn't have said anything." I said, feeling guilty for upsetting him. "I'm so sorry."

Vincent: I looked up, giving her a small, weak smile. "No, no. It's fine, it's good for me...to talk about it, y'know..." I spared a glance at Apollo, who seemed lost in his own world, his eyes dark and the lines around his mouth more pronouced from his lips pursed in a tight line. This was the brother who I was used to.

Rose: "no, really. I feel bad for upsetting you."

Vincent: I shook my head. "No need. It wasn't your fault...I would've had to talk about it sooner or later," I said, keeping the stoic Apollo in my sights.

Rose: I sighed, and leaned into Apollo's chest. Just because Vincent said it was okay didn't mean it was.