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Post by harlow rochelle smith on Jan 27, 2011 1:32:15 GMT -5
Maybe it wasn't the smartest thing to wander off into the woods after trying out some drugs from a new 'business partner,' but when her cravings kicked in, nothing else seemed to matter much. Her crystal blue eyes darted about as the leaves crunched underneath her classic converse sneakers, though it really felt like she was walking on air. It wouldn't be a surprise if she lost her shoes tonight; she often woke up without them and found them in the strangest places.
Stopping at a clearing, Harlow squinted her eyes slightly as she tilted her head back to look up at the moon. It was full and it cast an almost ghastly glow over her pale alabaster skin. "Mmm," she mumbled contently, taking a few steps forward with a little twirl in her step, her head swimming at this point. This was bliss...
Well, almost. It also heightened her senses and muddled them at the same time, blurring the lines between fiction and reality. Did it even matter though? At least she was free.
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Post by katrina marie slivers on Jan 28, 2011 23:29:21 GMT -5
Katrina looked around as she began to walk faster and faster, not sure about the destination. it felt like someone was following her and she hated it.she finally slowed down when she saw the woman,who talked to her a lot and followed her around even in class. she saw the woman almost everywhere. she looked at the woman,which was just a empty space to anyone else, as the woman would always whisper to her" their all against you, I'll always be here for you" this time the woman didn't whisper at all ,but she simply disappeared. she looked around quick and ran, looking for a way out, scared. she was breathing heavily when she came to a stop at seeing a girl probably her age. she looked at the girl and said"Katrina wonders who this girl is" she looked at the girl with a sense of caution as she took a step toward her.
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Post by harlow rochelle smith on Jan 29, 2011 20:02:10 GMT -5
Harlow turned her head to stare back at another girl, one who seemed to be scared shitless and running to or from something. Where'd she come from? Far too high to figure that one out, she offered a small shrug of her shoulders. "Nobody," she whispered simply, trying to grab on to anything nearby to try and stop her world from shaking. Leaning against one of the trees, her crystal blue eyes blinked a few times as she tried to make out whether the stranger was real or not.
Hallucinations could be very common for druggies, especially those who mix their fixes. You never knew what you would get. So the brunette tilted her head slightly to the side, some of her hair falling into her face. Her senses were heightened, so it was almost like she could feel this girl's fear. So she spoke again, this time a little louder, but still gentle. "Harlow is nobody..." she licked her lips and sighed, "Nobody you need to fear, or worry about."
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Post by katrina marie slivers on Feb 4, 2011 19:01:50 GMT -5
Katrina looked around then as she looked back at the girl named Harlow. she was wearing her usual outfit, a zip-up hoodie and a pair of worn out jeans. " Katrina wants to know why you are here she is usually the only one here" Katrina said as she moved close to Harlow. she hugged herself as she walked looking at the girl,wondering about the girl. she was cation as she got closer,even though she had said that she was nothing to worry about or fear. she hugged her hoodie tighter to her as she walked then stopped when she was only a few feet away from the girl. she waited for the girl to answer her question as she watched her very closely.
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Post by harlow rochelle smith on Feb 9, 2011 1:38:18 GMT -5
Harlow was pretty sure that her hair was a mess, and that her eyeliner might have run a little from laughing hysterically during her run here, but she just didn't seem to care. Why worry? Be happy. As the other girl started questioning her, she tried to focus on the conversation. "Dunno," she stated with a shrug as she fought to keep her balance, "Don't remember. But it's pretty dark out here to be alone." It was surprising, even in this state, that anyone would listen to a word she said.
Harlow was as high as a kite, yet here was a lovely young woman, still talking to her. Maybe this place wasn't so bad after all. "Why does Katrina ask?" she asked curiously, before crossing her arms over her chest to keep herself warm. It was pretty chilly out here, even with the oversized jean jacket slung around her shoulders or her brown boots. "I've been here before, for bonfires and such."
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