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She comes to him on his birthday, which he guess makes sense; it'd be the same day she'd died, after all.
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Tony realizes he has to stop drinking or he’ll wind up doing something he’ll regret. As he’s trying to get over his addiction, Steve offers to sleep with him as a distraction. Somehow, this manages to be even more detrimental to Tony’s mental health than the drinking ever was.
Title from Ke$ha's "The Harold Song," which is the saddest Stony song ever, in my opinion.
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Then your little girl. Your beautiful, beautiful baby girl. The baby girl you want so damn bad it's not even fucking funny. (But it's not your choice to keep her and with your record no one's gonna let you keep her on your own and what the fuck would you do with a kid in your house, sometimes you're still surprised you and Sarah survived there.)
"Pray that your loneliness spurs you in to finding something worth living for, something worth dying for." -Dag Hammarskjold
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Post-Dallas. Vanya was sick and crazy and broken. Allison was broken and tired and sick of being alone. So, she weaves a rumour to make her sister not-crazy anymore. They hit the road. Allison doesn't know yet if she'll regret it.
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Breakups aren't necessarily permanent endings to a relationship...
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Stiles is on his back on hard-packed dirt. He's cold and there are leaves stuck to his neck and there's a four inch gash in his side that he thinks he can feel his ribs through. There's so much blood around him he feels like he's floating on a pond and everything is so much dimmer above him than it was a minute ago, which is saying something because he's in the dark center of the forest in the middle of the night. And the worst of it is that he's alone, totally alone with the smell of his own blood drowning him and the soft side of him run through by a tree.
As his eyes slip shut, the last thing he thinks is, "This is going to kill my dad."
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6 Apr 2013
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Dick shaped pancakes. Nuff said.