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(Source: staff)
(Source: staff)
Okay let’s just say I did grow up the best I possibly could. I made a lot of bad decisions when I was younger (and when I wasn’t younger). I joined the military and became a sniper right out of high school. The sniper thing happened a few years after I joined up. I had it pretty good, got to travel all over and I got to shoot people. When I wasn’t out on a mission I lived in a group house. This is where I met Demyx. I instantly fell for him, and I don’t even know how many times we shagged but it doesn’t really matter. After I asked him to marry me I got a top secret mission notice. I wasn’t given the option to go or not. I couldn’t help it, I wasn’t allowed to tell any one about the mission, I got hideously drunk and fucked things up with Demyx by threatening to shoot his friend Zexion. I left that morning. I put most of my stuff in storage and went back to HQ. I woke up one morning and there was a baby girl outside of my room. I went back to the group house and told Demyx that it was our kid and left him to take care of her. After that I disappeared again. I can’t tell anyone where I was for the last few months or why I left. I got all my stuff out of storage and went back to the group house. When I came back I acted like I had before I left and no one seemed to care. Demyx was all buddy buddy with Axel he was raising my kid with one of the few people I didn’t trust. I couldn’t let that knock me off. I tried several times to get Demyx back, but that really hard when you can’t tell someone why something happened. Demyx doesn’t even know what I do for a living. So now I just have to live with the consequences.
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