slaughterhouse: misc: vampires & zombies & racoons (pete&brendon: otp love)
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i'm in my last class, with 40 minutes to go. i'm fucking exhausted. 8:50pm.

i've more or less been constantly working since i got to campus around 11am, doing homework in my grace periods. trying to drink sprite to get some sugar, but it tastes kind of gross for some reason. flat or something.

i did come up with a rollerderby name if i do get around to trying it out: malice in wasteland. i'm just trying to decide if it's too close to the character in the novel version of whip it, malice in wonderland. i might just do alice in wasteland, i don't know. thinking, thinking.

thirty minutes to go.

omfg i want sleep.

i'm pretty sure that i'm going to pick up an old fic i started ages back, a superhero au in which brendon works in a comic shop, which is actually a lair for the superheros of new york city. he eventually meets fallout, a transplant to the city from chicago, who's come to new york in order to escape past mistakes back home. people are kidnapped, rescues, fall in love, secret identities are hidden and revealed, and gabe saporta is not a bad guy. it'll be brendon/pete, which is my really rare otp.
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It is so short and jumbled and jangled, Sam, because there is nothing intelligent to say about a massacre. Everybody is supposed to be dead, to never say anything or want anything ever again. Everything is supposed to be very quiet after a massacre, and it always is, except for the birds.
And what do the birds say? All there is to say about a massacre, things like, "Poo-tee-weet?"
- Kurt Vonnegut
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