;ᴬᴾ⁻ ᴮᵃᵈ ᴹᵒᵒᶰ ᵒᶰ ᵗʰᵉ ᴿᶤˢᵉ

                                               ❛ AND YET CAROL SMILES !! ❜

Darkness falls across the land. The midnight hour is close at hand. Creatures crawl in search of blood to terrorize y’all’s neighborhood and whosoever shall be found without the soul for getting down must stand and face the hounds of hell and rot inside a corpse’s shell. The foulest stench is in the air. The funk of forty thousand years and grizzly ghouls from every tomb are closing in to seal your doom. And though you fight to stay alive your body starts to shiver for no mere mortal can resist the evil of the THRILLER. *maniacal Vincent Price laughter*

                               GHOULED AND SCARILY WRITTEN BY: SHANA

                                                                    ❛ if you want to LIVE, you have to become STRONG. ❜

“soon you’ll realise how childish your vendetta is.”

“i’m really tired of your piss-poor attitude.”

“show me some respect, jeez.”

“it’s like you don’t care about anyone but yourself.”

“i swear, you do it to piss me off!”

“let’s drive them crazy!”

“i’m scared to chase what i’ve been dreaming.”

“what am i supposed to find?”

“can we stop and rewind?”

“when’d i become my own enemy?”

“am i worth believing?”

“nobody wants to die too fast.”

“i want to be brave like you.”

“i won’t let this be how it ends.”

“we have to do something.”

“you’re either with us? or against us.”

“we’re all just out here trying to survive.”

“it;s never too late to change your luck.”

“you need to pick a side.”

“the worst is over.”

“we need to do this.”

“finish what we’ve started.”