Section 3, Row M, Seats 9 and 10! SO EXCITED! July 23rd needs to get here. #monumentour #falloutboy #paramore #newpolitics #hayleywilliams #patrickstump #petewentz #joetrohman #andyhurley
My tickets to the #monumentour with #falloutboy, #paramore, and #newpolitics on July 23rd! Look at that! MEET AND GREET! And PRIME SEATING! Be jealous ;) #petewentz #patrickstump #joetrohman #andyhurley #hayleywilliams #charlotte #northcarolina
I ask you guys, we have left all 3,300 signatures! A very little time. Before the first of January and all.
So who are already signed away from this a reference to their friends, family, groups, etc.
Thank you very much signatory)
I sat on the rooftop of the dilapidated building, looking up at the sky. We were all safe. For now. But not for long. As soon as the sun went down, we would all be on the hit list, or at least the ones who aren’t willing to give up our life source.
You might be a little confused at this point. Let me backtrack. First of all, my name is Bill Kaulitz. I’m a 17 year old German refugee to America. My family fled our homeland when the virus first broke out there. I was 10 at the time. It was a freak medical experiment gone wrong that turned millions into monsters, and a lot more dead. The virus was airborne from the get-go, just like the flu, only this wasn’t seasonal. In fact, the symptoms were severely flu-like, but everyone who fell ill died. But the problem was, they came back, and with a thirst for blood. They became vampires. There had been a massive world war to try to control the outbreak, but the vampires won. And now, they outnumber us. They control everything, even down to how much food we humans receive. And they farm us like cattle.
Back to reality, I was on the hunt for more food. Everyone in society starved now. Unless you were taken by a vampire and made a pet. Pets were given the world, and the only thing you had to do was submit to your master’s every command, including letting them feed from you. When the option was given to become a pet on your own accord, many people took it. The thought made me sick. Looking up at the sun, I realized I had lost track of time. The sun was going down, and it was a thirty minute walk back to my hide out. It would be dark before I reached home. I grabbed my messenger bag filled with food and random things I had either bartered or stolen and began to walk home, being careful. People got desperate around dusk. They would do anything to keep the attention on someone else, and not themselves.
I pushed my hand through my tangled, greasy, black hair as I walked, beginning to get lost in my own thoughts. If it hadn’t been for the bloodsuckers, I would be in my home country, graduated from high school, and my family would still be alive. Including my twin brother, Tom. He got the virus. While he was sick, I did the thing that will haunt me forever. I put an end to his life. I shot him two times in the back of the head. I loved him so much, and I wasn’t going to let him become what we all hate. I fought back tears as I tried to push any and all memories of my twin back into the vault where I kept them locked away.
I was so concerned with my memories that I didn’t realize that I had slowed down, and it was dark, until I heard the first blood curdling scream of a victim. I broke into a run, not wanting to be out now. I had to get home. I had to be safe. I wasn’t going to die because of a stupid mistake. When I rounded the last corner, I ran right someone, or something, that was surprisingly as tall as me. Cold skin, dark crimson eyes. Vampire.
Shit. I had been so close.
Hair that defies gravity, a smile that is blinding, and can dance and actually sing live. #ThomasAugusto of #MidnightRed is perfection! <3
Being on Tumblr at work probably isn’t the best idea…so much gay fan fiction and pictures…not that I’m complaining. Lol
”..I’m not giving them back.”