my eyes are cupid,

[danii sixx london]

(the lonely stoner seems to free his mind at night )
HE'S ALL ALONE
some things will never change,

Danii stumbled, as he hoped off the bus but managed to quickly regain his balance before whirling around, lifting his arm up where he bent it at the elbow for his slender hand can come to his forehead. He used his index and middle finger to give the bus-driver a crappy roman salute before he waddled off in the opposite direction where the bus was heading. Blinking as the bright lights shown down at him, making him feel like he's on the spot ; and everyone knew that he had a few tokes earlier on. Oh yes, that's right, the five foot seven blonde left the party scene earlier than the people he had originally arrived with. Reason's unknown, but when Danii was intoxicated ( in this case high as a kite ) he liked to wander. Which wasn't good because he tended to get lost ninety-nine percent of the time. The one time he actually made it to his friend's place, it was seven o'clock in the morning. Not to mention, the kid loved to shop and tended to buy loads of things if someone wasn't watching over him. The next morning he would forget everything and wake up to numerous bags and boxes of clothing, jewelry, and even once a turtle. Yeah, don't ask me how he got a hold of that thing. He no longer had said turtle, because he found them disgusting. Anyway . .

Danii's heels clicked against the concrete as he tried to manage a graceful swagger, but the result of that lead him stumbling still. Not a great deal, though - but just enough to catch the eye of any on-looker who walked towards him. Danii London was indeed a sight to look at. For a boy who started wearing eyeliner in the fifth grade, pulled off being a girl quite well. Too well actually seeing as how his LG slide phone now held three to six new numbers from guys he met at the club, and the pub he stopped along the way to here. Here would be the mall. Although his mind was foggy and felt he was walking in slow-motion - Danii knew exactly where he was and heading.

Stopping suddenly in his tracks, causing him to rock back and forth for a few seconds; he dug through his handbag. Sooner or later he pulled out a pack of B&H's menthols. Opening the pack he pulled out a long, slender cancer stick and plucked his lighter from the same pack. Putting it between pouty lips he flicked the lighter on, and raised it up to light the cigarette. But then it blew out. He frowned and tried several other times before, with one last frustrated growl it lit and he quickly sucked in the chemical fumes that filled his lungs with minty freshness goodness. Exhaling the smoke out from his nose he put the pack and lighter back into his bag before carrying on again.

Pushing rosy colored ray bands up the bridge of his nose, the blonde quickly did a double check on his appearance in a large display window. Smoothing back his hair from his face, he fumbled with the red bow that clipped into his hair, to the side of his head, before he walked into one of the stores. But one of the clerks saw him and pointed to the cigarette then to the door. Danii frowned, not understanding before it clicked and he backed out onto the side-walk. Glaring at the sale's clerk as he puffed away on his cigarette, Danii glanced around and jumped as a car honked. Wrapping a stick thin arm around his middle, he shivered from the biting cold and took a one last drag before dropping the cancer stick to the floor, crushing the bud with the tip of his heel. He then walked back into the store, his hands up to show the sales clerk he didn't have that cigarette.

A glorious selection of clothes greeted him and he couldn't help but smile. Arms lifting up he happily clapped his hands together, the bracelets hanging from thin wrists clanked together noisily and his bag slipped from his wrist to rest in the crook of his elbow, which it hung and gently swayed as Danii rocked back and forth before teetering forward and fingered through a rack of suspenders.

His stomach growled then and he made a face. Scrunching up his nose he fought back the biting hunger that didn't want to leave. Even humming to himself, hoping it would drown out the sounds his stomach made, or thought of a nice warm bed to sleep in tonight ; but attempts failed. Closing his eyes, he let out a small, quiet sigh before his eyelids fluttered, slowly opened and he went back to his shopping spree.

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song , a little bit LYKKE LI

[luka layden merik]

Feelings you never knew
Pulling you under now
Your fighting the undertow
Before it sucks you down
Wearing

Luka roamed around the music store. He really wasn't interested in purchasing anything. He was just wasting time and hanging out. It wasn't for a lack of money. His father kept him in a steady supply every week. He rarely ever spent it, so it had been massing up. He thought of it as blood money. He really wanted no part of it. It only seemed to make him feel like his father was trying to by his loyalty. Which the old leech had none of it.

He really didn't want to go back to campus just yet. Sometimes he just needed a few hours to himself. No homework, no campus drama, just a few minutes alone. It had been raining all day. The dark sky was clouded allowing him free access to the world outside of campus.

He glanced over at the rock section. The selection of huge. Many titles poked out at him. He decided on three cds. He had not planned on spending any money this trip. But he had more money then he knew what to do with and he thought he might as well buy him something. It would be less cash that the Merick family would have. That was the only consolation. He used the credit card his father had given him as a freshman and purchased the cds.

His sensitive nose picked up the smell of baking cookies. His lips curled slightly. He liked the aroma of fresh baked cookies. Luka turned his head around to look where the scent was coming from. The food court was just a few meters from the music store. He saw the stand of baked good. He was glad the smell of human food did nothing to increase his vampiric hunger. He had fed well last night at the night club, leaving the girl dazed but still breathing.

He walked up to the counter. He stared blankly at the menu. It wasn't until the cute blonde asked him what he wanted, he snapped out of it. He smirked over at her. He wasn't a player by any means, but he did have a charming personality and his smile could melt many girls hearts. "Could I have a hot tea and a chocolate chip cookie?" He asked the lovely blonde. Human food did nothing for him, but he did sometimes enjoy the taste. He paid for his order, snagging the bag and the cup he went to sit down in the food court. He smiled when he noticed the blonde had slipped her number on a napkin in his bag. Perhaps he would call her if he got hungry later.

[danii sixx london]

i'll move to paris, shoot some heroin
&& fuck with the stars !

An hour or two later Danii was finished with his shopping spree, and came waddling out of with two over sized hot pink bags fulled of clothes dangling from his two wrists. He had purchased several article's of clothing that he'd probably never even wear. But he couldn't help himself when it came to buying things high. It happened to the best of us. Smacking his lips together, Danii found that he had the pasties and frowned at that, not liking that one bit. So he crossed the floor and headed straight to the food-court. Which consisted of taking an escalator and a three minute walk to said court. Once he was there his eyes widened that made him look like an owl.

The place was pretty full of people, even at this time, but at least the line-ups weren't that long. Sighing quietly he scurried towards the place that sold poutine ; french fries doused in hot gravy and cheese, yum ! After he ordered that, followed with an Arizona Ice Tea - Strawberry flavored he made his way towards the ice cream stand and got himself a hot fudge sundae. After getting his food , he shuffled to an open seat that happened to be next to a freakishly large fern plant that the people of the mall must've put there. Three more of them had been a-lined, putting space between each one. Danii wrinkled his nose before plunking his small rear into the seat, placing the tray of food out in front of him and dropping his many bags of clothes underneath the table.

Staring down at the food with hungry eyes, he picked up a plastic fork and slowly plunged it into a fry that was covered in a big goop of cheese. Pulling it towards him with a string of cheese holding onto it from the bowl, he shoved the fry into his mouth and chewed. As on cue his stomach started to hurt just after he got a few pieces of food into his belly. Having an eating disorder, this tended to happen. Well, more or less due to the fact that this was the first time the kid had actually eaten something in the course of a week and a couple days. Not something he was proud of but he wanted to maintain his tiny body and was scared of gaining weight.

Licking his lips he picked at the food some more before putting the utensil down and picked up his beverage. Twisting off the cap he popped the lid off and took a swig out of that. Swishing it around in his mouth, enjoying the sweet , sugary taste of it against his tongue; he swallowed shortly after that. A few minutes later his food was gone and the boy was leaning against the back of his chair, a dainty hand resting over an non-existent stomach as he gently tapped his fingers against it.