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'Me? Terrified of being trapped in a shopping centre with brain-eating zombies!'

Steve. Female. Nineteen. England.
Blutbad. Slash. Fanfiction. Reading.
Writing.Comic books. Zombies.
Avengers.Film. Monsters. Lego. Marvel.
DC.X-Men. Harry Potter. Books. Music.
Grimm. Primeval. Fairy lore. Uno.
Cinema. Furcadia. Spartacus. Slytherin.

'It's my life's ambition to fight dinosaurs. And save the world.'

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Sunday, 13 May 2012

M. Forty-Four.

Chapter Thirty Seven: I want to find you,
tear out all of your tenderness.

Today my mum dragged me shopping all afternoon, in a mad search for a pair of dress shirt for my interview next week. It felt like I was shopping for my school uniform again. I hate shopping, more than anything in the world. It wasn’t all bad, since I’d been such a good girl and tried on everything my mum threw at me, she let me look at the Lego. Heaven is a place on earth you know. It’s called legoland or Tesco.