#fightingtherippahinside

"It worked, being locked in that safe actually worked. I no longer feel like I am losing my mind."

        "---All of the music now a days is so shitty, can someone please tell me where I find something decent."

"The hunger and pain just doesn't end, it merely just gets worse, day by day, year by year. I guess I was a fool to think I could fight it, that I could keep my humanity on and be the good guy everyone desperately wants me to be. That she desperately wants me to be."

"I just want a taste, just one taste."

Hunched over on the floor Stefan looked around seeing nothing but blood and lifeless bodies all around him. Unable to remember what happened, Stefan feared what he had done, knowing full well that from the state of him and the corpses it must have been him. Slowly getting to his feet, Stefan stood crippled with fear and regret, staring blankly at the mess he had made. Feeling the pain of what he had done sink in, Stefan felt his emotions start to overwhelm him. Unable to keep it in any longer, Stefan's eyes gradually started to fill with tears. "W-What have I done" he chocked, looking down at himself and then back at the bodies and endless chaos around him. "I-I'm sorry. I'm so sorry" he apologized, regretting all that had happened, wishing there was a way to fix it.

"My girls dead... Who wants to die next? Any volunteers?"

The little hybrid's first night in Mystic falls and already she's drunk in the grill, making an absolute fool of herself. She demanded that they turned the music up and she was pretty much raving on her own. Until one of the infamous Salvatore brothers caught her eye. Barely able to walk she stumbled over to him. "Hey- You! dance with me!"