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Alexandria sat behind her desk, her long black hair streaked with blood red was pulled back into a messy flared bun with strips of her bangs falling into icey green eyes that reflected the light from her laptop. Pale hands moved quickly over the black keys on the computer, midnight blue nails...

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Can't get something out of my head.. It's not a song... A person..sorta.

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Re-Doing my Tumblr. 

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Pics of Our pretty boys and some whatthefuckary that cracks me up

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Reminding myself everyday to start keeping certain comments to myself... The motto :Open mouth, insert foot may apply often it seems. 

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Long forgotten Data (RP)

Alexandria sat behind her desk, her long black hair streaked with blood red was pulled back into a messy flared bun with strips of her bangs falling into icey green eyes that reflected the light from her laptop. Pale hands moved quickly over the black keys on the computer, midnight blue nails tapping on them rapidly. Every once and a while she would stop typing to adjust her earbuds or pop her fingers. The room behind her was as plain as a hotel room could be, a black trench coat lay across a red armchair along side a black Katana propped up against the side of the chair with a red ribbon tied around the sheath. A pair of black combat boots sat at the foot of the queen-sized bed, on which lay a black T-shirt with a dark blue rose on the front.

She sighed, moving her hand away to a empty bottle that used to be water. “shit.." She muttered, looking away from the laptop screen to the bottle. She looked down at her black lace bra and tight fade blue jeans and frowned, standing up from the desk. She padded tiredly over to the bed, picking up the shirt and pulled it on, those if looked at closely it was almost see through. She huffed, pushing a strand of her bangs behind her ear that had multiple piercings in them, and stepped into her boots, not worrying with tying them. She headed for the door, remembering that she had seen a vending machine not to far from her room. She checked her jean pockets for money and her room card, finding that she was also carrying a butterfly knife which made her laugh at herself softly. She stepped into the hallway, locking the door behind her. She looked around the dull, plain looking hallway before starting down it towards where she had seen the vending machine. 

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some of my older favorites ;)

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New favorite song... Kinda of a Vergil song lol 

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