Tatsuke-Oshita

I'm tired of all this Hate. I'm tired of the Ignorance. So here I come and tell you, that your existence is a piece of gold in this ocean of silver. Don't let anyone tell you otherwise because they don't see, they've gone blind for what is really worth something. What is worth everything. You might not notice it, but you are loved, and you will continue to be loved. By the family you were born in, and the family you choose - friends. Smile and walk straight. Because a piece of gold, is supposed to shine like the sun.

°You know where to find me.°, was the first text Peter had received. Minutes later it was followed by, °You're coming or not?° Peter knew Wade and that this guy was up to something. He didn't know exactly what but with Wade involved, it's gotta be something very stupid. His phone rang again, he looked up from his studies, picked it up and read °Not long before someone dies, Petey. Hurry up.° He sighed and answered Wade, °What are you up to now? I don't know where you are.° Before he could put down his cell phone he received another message, °St. Barbara's°. Peter's suspicioun rose. St. Barba

DESIRE: Humanity His  hand slid along the gaps in the wall following the moss growing on the   cold stone. Their green a light one, which made the stone  they were   growing on seem even more darker than it already was. His touch caused   some parts of the wall to crumble down, and when he reached  the window   sill, touched the broken part of it, he whisked away some  dust,   watching it swirl in the air. The moonlight making the subtle  grains   visible, their dance of freedom apparent for the human eye. Jonathan   smiled and watched the dust fly out of the broken window,  past the   broken shreds of glass that were still stuck in the wind