Brother Scanning Utility

New Beginning

"Have To Drive" Amanda Palmer




"One day I suffer like I suffer from" playing the songs they listen to every day after that episode, in a certain way, changed my life, my way of thinking, of relating. Hole Doll Parts
of which seemed to have been written for me. One day
suffer like I suffer. No, Jack would not have never had even half of what I was suffering just for the fact that he had never really interested. I had used, teased and then left there like an old toy.
However I could not hate him. In fact I could not prove anything: barely touched the food, not the guitar I played for days and when I did I was listless and minimally motivated, studied as an automaton, the more habit than out of duty and the desire to pass their exams. Apathy, not heard much outside of me, while inside I screamed and tried to stifle the screams as I could. Elvira
I always said that my eyes were talking, he would have understood even kilometers away that I was wrong, but it was Elvira, and she had a sixth sense in everything.
of course I had to calm his anger toward Jack, if it had been for her, I was going to be taken and beaten with his own hands. Matta as he was he would do it seriously. Jamie
but I felt guilty and apologized for telling continuously presented. He felt responsible, but it was not his fault that Jack had decided to find another woman more attractive than me and baciarsela front of my dorm.
more time to heal things, however, did not get worse. Maybe because I did not want anyone's help, did not want to talk about it because just the thought made me bleed and feel terribly humiliated and stupid. Our
musical project had slowed alarmingly. Jamie and Elvira do not press upon me at all, but in their eyes you could tell they wanted to see me still playing, still smiling and burning as before.
at the thought of disappointing too, I was dying. I sat in my room on the bed. The silence around, the only noises that came from the street. Laughter, crystal clear and vibrant voices of students who passed under my window.



A disappointment on all fronts. I lay down and looked at the white ceiling of my room, his hands clasped in her lap. I closed my eyes: the face of Jack in front of me smiling. This alone could see when I closed my eyes.
opened them again to get rid of that face that I loved so much and that I hated. I sighed and got up.



I ran a hand through his hair. A waterfall of blond hair flooded my face. Staring into the void, without even thinking I got up and walked to the rehearsal room. Every step I take I rumbled in his chest, slowly it seemed to me to walk under water, as another dimension of space.




reached out a hand to touch the wall that ran along the stairs, I scratched the back of his hand. I felt no burning, it hurt. I just watched the slender wrist, I had lost weight and seemed to disappear now.
Step by step he reached the door, I opened the handle and entered. Before My eyes her, my old guitar.
What was the hold it there, unused? What was to continue to play if he stayed there to take the dust?
breathed strong savoring the smell in our rehearsal room, the unmistakable aroma of mint mixed dust. A little air fresheners were served by Elvira. But it had a unique smell and so familiar by now.



Another few steps and found myself in front of my guitar, just sparkled under the lights through the windows.
I touched the handle almost automatically, she made a shrill. He was crying, I was sure. Cries of agony my heart that I could not continue to suffer. I I could not continue to feel bad enough, I was litter.



firmly grasped the handle and slowly sollavai, not to play this time, but to hurl it with all my strength against the wall. Again and again and again. Shattered under my shots and more violent as I could. An infernal noise deaf and leaping chords.
I stopped when I heard the might be impaired. I knelt on the floor with the pain, blurred vision and heart like I made a mad rush of kilometers. The guitar is completely destroyed in front of me, now would not have been more wrong. He would not cry. I prayed for someone did the same thing about me and put an end to my suffering, but it did not. I collapsed just lying on the floor.



only later I realized my foolish act, Elvira and Jamie when I picked up from the floor. As soon as I opened my eyes and made sure you were okay I lay it delicately against the wall. I watched the void while Elvira asked me why I had done and if I felt good and if I needed help.
"I do not know why I did it." I simply say, thinking that I was once again able to ruin something that I wanted. All that passed between my hands seemed to crumble.
"Jul. .." I ran a hand over his forehead to offset rebel locks from his face. "How can you play now?" sighed and looked at me with concern.
"I'm sorry ..." I said before tightening in the chest and knees and take it to the empty set in front of me. She
comfortable on my side where I was leaning against the wall. 'E' for Jack, right? Want to talk? "
"Yes, for him ... .. But I do not know ..." I laid my eyes on my hands and fidgeted nervously with his fingers "I ... I feel empty, that is. ... I seem to sporfondare I never thought to go that far ..." my robotic voice sounded terribly pathetic.
"Come on, Lu .. A guy so it is better to lose than to find it ... I know it's trivial, but that is not to destroy you in this way there ..." looked down "You still want to play?" displacing said. "I'm not lobbying or other non fraitendermi ... And 'you'd better lie, well ... "
" You want another singer and another guitarist? "I asked in utter disarray and confusion.
shook his head" I'm not saying this, Lu, the Flaming Stars without you do not make sense to exist ... I think you'd better play to regain a bit of life here ... I know how much you love music, singing, playing ... And I want you to fall into a whirlwind of depression for any idiot that certainly does not deserve your tears ... "sweet smiles.
At that time Jamie came into the room with a glass of water handed to me to refresh.
"True, Jamie?" urged Elvira.
"What, Elly? "Approached her.



" That Flaming Lu have no sense ... "and he laughed with her.
" Of course, in short, Lu .. Take your time and do not worry ... "he paused a moment to think" too because you can not play, you do not have the guitar ... "
" Jamie is a genius, really! "sarcastic Elvira could not puzzecchiare Jamie.
He returned with a grimace, but kept the laughter and burst out laughing.
do not know what I deserved to have friends like that, but I was lucky and my morale is lifted and shortly after I returned a smile.
"Although I do a little bit sick as a musician? "smiles.
" Who sucks? " Jamie asked puzzled.
"Exactly, the moralizing right! None of us sucks, we've played in a club and find an opportunity to do it again and if I'm wrong .... Well, 'slam me!" laughed. "We will learn from our mistakes and fuck the rest, no?"
"Excuse me, who would be moralizing, Kane?" raised an eyebrow, crossing his arms to his chest, Jamie.
"You!" Elvira said quiet.
"It is true that they are righteous!" defended himself.
"On this I would have to say, I get a list?" not held back the laughter when Jamie then made a rush to beat her and she pretended to defend themselves. I also
Risi, taste, it seemed that the black cloud over my head had disappeared at least for a while. When the fight ended
Affan and prey to laughter, I got up and threw a blind eye to the wreckage of my former guitar scattered all over the floor.
"Ok, give me some time. Riodinare Just in time for my life and to convince my to buy back a damn guitar. ... Christ" Already imagine the curses that I would launch my parents. Of course they will not know that I was in a fit of anger.

After the usual lessons got to the dorm exhausted. I saw Elvis right on the door of my room waiting for me and had a mischievous grin, as well as a new haircut. He had obviously cut and dyed only knows, as he always did. This time he opted for a "case to go with the scissors and a two-tone green and black. The were so good.
"I do not look great hair like this?" ran a hand through his hair ravvivandoseli then laughed "Do not be too much to contemplate ... Come with me."



took my hand and no I had a chance to retort dragged me to the rehearsal room.
"What's so important?" I managed to say at the door.
"Come in, come on."
"Before I?" I asked confused, I did not understand what could be so vital.
"No, me! But siiiiiiiiiiiiii! Next." I urged, pointing to the door. I opened the door slowly
and slipped the head inside.
I could not believe it, sgranai eyes narrowed and her lips by surprise.
"Surprise!" Jamie said, standing in front of the guitar ...



A new guitar. Black with a small pink star on the side and other stars on the silver handle. It was wonderful.



Elvira ran to Jamie giving him a shove that threw me against the wall showed that wonder proud.
"Ah," Jamie rubbed the arm that had hit the wall "a little more sensitive, maybe."
"Come on, man does not whine for a little push!" Elvira said. "Lu .. Meet your new guitar!"



"... I do not know ..." I had eyes only for the guitar that stood before me.
"We made a small collection and we took it!" did not hide the pride in his voice Elvira "and stars on the neck I have attacked me."



"Guys, you should not have ..." I was embarrassed as a shy child, but so happy. "You spent a lot of money, I will repay the Ve ..."
Elvis shook his head and rolled her eyes "Do not say bullshit, Lu .. 's a gift for myself and for Jamie"
"But you should not have ..."



"It's actually used. We put aside a bit of hurry up and here it is." Jamie interjected.
snorted "You mean to say that we'll let the birthday gift, ok? Now is the time to take up, come on!" The
still gazed for a moment. Dazed in front of two people now become the most important of my entire life.
"Then you're done to remain standing there, want to try it or not?" the joyful voice of Elvira I looked away from the contemplation.



nodded and I walked slowly, almost afraid I'd disappear from the front at any moment. The
and touched the strings vibrate. I do not know why, but she did not cry as my old one, but made a sound like a laugh and crystal clean.
gained strength and imbracciai Then I tried two agreements. I turned to Elvis smiling and happy she returned with a satisfied grin and mischievous as only she could do, knowing that his ideas were always the best and could do no wrong.



soon became a symbol of that guitar. A symbol that marked the time to get out of the whirlwind of sadness, a turning point, it made no sense to continue to drag on like that.
"I would say to inaugurate the new guitar, shall we?" Jamie suggested already looking forward to sitting in on drums to play.
"Good idea, Stone!" Elvira rushed to bottom.
We played a long time, I felt better. It was exactly what I needed, I would not have stopped doing it. Remain to fret had not only worsened my mood, but henceforth all.
Things were going the right way.

Pain In Belly Button After Ce

Introduction.

Good evening, I'm liz and I am the founder and one of the admin (along with the precious Yul \u0026lt;3) of this community ^ _ ^
This is an introductory post, and is the only visible for reasons that will be explained shortly. First of all, though, a bit 'basic information.

Index.
1. Where I am and what I find inside?
2. How do I read the fanfiction?
3. Why should I become a member of the community?
4. How do I post a fanfiction?
5. Other (Netiquette, translations, etc ...)


1. What is this place, and-OMG, why is there Bushido up there?
Liebeslieder (adorable German composite word, in Italian, means more or less love songs ) is a community for fanfiction about Tokio Hotel themed slash. So far, nothing new under the sun. I mean, the world is full of them. He was born with the specific intention of collecting all those stories about the other two largest community dedicated to the young Germans (the kaulitzestita and jostfiction ) are not allowed: single slash stories. Which are among the band members themselves, or between a band member and another public figure or invented by you (provided it is male, of course XD), it does not matter: this is all very welcome \u0026lt;3 Similarly
are also accepted stories, as well as a slash pairing, indent twincest or see the boys embarked on a relationship with their manager, David Jost, but remember that only stories that deal these issues (for twincest stories or just for sun Jostfic) there are two community purpose. Here, they are not rejected pairing, yes, but only if they are also presented along with other slash couples.
simple example to understand this better.
I have a fanfiction but mainly GeorgxGustav twincest: Can I publish? Absolutely.
I have a fanfiction mainly twincest but GeorgxGustav: Can I publish?
Yes I have a twincest fanfiction: Can I publish? No.
I have a fanfiction DavidxTom: Can I publish? Even .
BillxAndreas and also I have a fanfiction DavidxTom: Can I publish? But of course \u0026lt;3 I have a fanfiction
GeorgxGustav: Can I publish? we're here for: D I have a fanfiction
BillxOFC (Original Female Character) + TomxOMC (Original Male Character), can I publish? how! We look forward uu
I have a fanfiction BillxOFC or TomxOFC: Can I publish? No, we are refractory all'het è_é "No, it is true that we burn. But this is a slash community, so the het is accepted only as a corollary, not as the only argument uu
I have a fanfiction BillxBushido or TomxSamy Deluxe: Can I publish? And even in this case the answer is yes.
If something is unclear or if you have any doubts about the other couples present and those not present, do not hesitate to comment on this post or send a message private to me ( lisachanoando ) or Yul ( bastet_x_cat ) to ask, do not bite - unless there is explicitly required uu
As for Bushido is there only because it served me well as a skin with which to start the community uu But if you are so good and good to let us have some skin (recommended size: 700 px in width, 400 px in height, to be sent as an attachment to the mail rocketbabyliz@hotmail.com ) subjects and perhaps with different colors, we will change regularly as is already done in other two communities that we manage (and certainly know very well uu).

2. Ok, I understand, slash, Bushido and all that. Now, however, I read fanfiction. Why, instead, apart from Bushido and Bill, all I see is this message?
Because, obviously, you are not yet registered to the community, love uu To subscribe to the community (in which all the fanfiction are only visible to members ) link between loving you must click on the navigation bar at the top of LJ . What follows Join this Community . Clicking it, you are redirected to a page that asks you first if you really want to be part of the community itself (and you have to answer "ok", otherwise it is obvious that you'll never see anything) and then another page that asks you if you want Updates include new community in your friends list or not (for security, please reply "ok" well, you do not want to miss the PWP, in case you publish it!). Then you can return to this page, and like magic you will see any fanfiction of the slash and the doors will be open.

3. ... Okay. But why is all padlocked?
for prevention. Sometimes the LJ administration, pressed by various probes and any of the politically correct to complain about, fortunately, you usually go out after a few days, browse the community with interests doubts (among our slash there. Yes, is an interesting question. At least for warriors of innocence) and removes them. Communities that maintain all padlocked, however, are generally subject to these unfortunate incidents.

4. All right. I understand, I read, I liked it and now I have even written a joyful that I would like to post fanfiction. How do I?
First of all, for posting a story you must click on Post to this Community , above. This will open a new browser window where you can easily write your post.
The fanfiction posted must strictly follow this format.

Post subject:

[fanfiction / Translation] Title history [Rating]

Card submission of fanfiction:

Title: Author: Genre: Rating: Torque: Alerts: Notes: (any) Summary:

Apart from the notes, of course optional, anything else is required .
E 'can be inserted before the text of the story of a banner presentation (recommended size: width 340 px, height 200 px, but be a bit' as you like, provided that the banner is not as big as the whole screen XD). This banner can be created using any photo of the group you like, but it is strictly prohibited use fanart or graphics manipulation carried out by other authors, unless it has received their express consent.
The story is posted in the lj-cut and post is visible to members of the community.
Each story must be tagged (in space labels), which indicates the main pair. Examples: tom / georg , bill / bushido , gustav / andreas and so on.
A special note regarding tags: not under any circumstances you create tags for twincest ( bill / tom ) or couples engaging David, because these couples, as mentioned before, are accepted but not the main reason why this community has been created. However, you are obliged to report the "couple" of the presentation card all the couples present in your fanfiction, so that the reader is informed before you find yourself in front of something that does not like. If you already know how it works
LiveJournal, you have no problem whatsoever to follow these simple rules. If, however, you did not have the slightest familiarity with the system of composting of LJ, you might have problems. We will try in the coming days, to write a guide to lead you through the intricacies of this mysterious place without you having to necessarily lose your head, in the meantime we hope there will be no huge dramas ^ ^

5. Perfect. Is there anything else I should know?
There's always something else you should know uu Specifically, here is the highest education claims against all users and the deepest respect for any couple should unfortunately stumble in front of you during your stay . Might see a couple TomxGeorg and find repugnant, but not least you will be allowed to offend the author of the fanfiction, saying for example that did not understand anything and that his tastes suck. The comments serve to share the feelings experienced during reading, to make a compliment or a criticism, not to discuss the choices of fandom. Also because I guess you do not like, when they discuss your uu
As for translations, you are perfectly free to translate from any language whatever you want, but you'll have to ask permission after the original author and ensure that the translation is not already being applied by someone else. Also, when you post a translation, please post more and also the link to the original story. And strive, where possible, to translate the comments to the author.

With this I think I have exhausted all possible questions in your head. I repeat: If they were to remain in doubt, do not hesitate to seek comments on this post or privately.
And, above all, good fangirling \u0026lt;3

Air Force Condor For Sale

Fallen

"Playground Love" Air




sighed looking out the window, distracted by the clouds crossing the sky blue. The pencil between his lips, the voice of the teacher in the background. Distracted, his mind which inevitably brought me back to her hazel eyes. Jack, always the same. Did not hear any more after the concert, except to say he was studying and it was busy. I had heard a hint of his fredezza voice that made me shudder. How to caress a piece of ice. I could only think of his face and I missed, I missed him terribly.
I went to class without even a note on my block, as I was distracted labored to remain attentive to the words of the professor, and walked to the cafeteria on campus.
I ordered a coffee at the counter. Was turning the spoon in the cup listening to the ticking of the metal to ceramics, a girl at my side when he bought a bus ticket.
do not know what snapped in my head, a sudden flash, the desire to run, run away, no matter where, but away from there. From everything and everyone.
"A ticket for me too." I cried after paying the coffee. So straight off, without thinking about a goal. Without
renderme account I found myself on a bus in case the first one that inspired me.
I sat by the window and watched the landscape that presented itself to me before. More moved away from the city appeared near the hills, meadows and trees.
As I changed in so little time? How could Jack change me this way? As if I had stripped of armor and I had left defenseless and exposed to all dangers. That was how I felt, if the first was a strong girl, sure of himself, who did not hesitate to play with the sentiments of the people ... Believed invincible, and instead ... Only un'effemira illusion. In reality I was nothing but fragile. He was in love enough for jotting down my whole house of cards, my beliefs.


Meanwhile, his head pressed to the window, watching the landscape now so green. The light of the sun touched the hills producing surreal lighting effects and unique and I thought of what had passed since the last time I had stopped to look around, to savor the little things around me. I was so taken by my many thoughts to myself forgot everything, even the contact with the true reality.
After much, I do not remember what, the bus stopped his run to copolinea: a town forgotten by God. I went down and I
penetrated in the old little village from medieval features still.
Straits villages that were the booming sound of my footsteps on the stone, I entered my head, bombed. No one around, just me in a lonely place. Only an elderly
she walked past me and smiled. The long skirt with red flowers on a black background, a handkerchief tied on his head to keep the collected hair and a sweet smile and surprising to those who had seen too many things, but he never lost the will to live. She held her arms an empty wicker basket, who knows what she needed, perhaps to reap the rewards of his work in the garden. He seemed happy that a foreigner had crept in there. I felt my heart beating, as if it had been building up to that point, I was alive and who knows how far from home. I had completely lost the perception of the distance.
walked again until they arrived in a meadow. I sat there. The cold air cut my face until they got used to the temperature.
I took my clipboard and began to draw everything that comes into my head. Broken hearts. Swollen eyes. Dancers without limbs. Do sad. Rabbits that I wanted to paint pink. Mira. Awards. Shoot. I wrote these words in repetition. MiraPremiSpara. Jack, is aimed at me, press the trigger; Shoot me. I wrote: Nonsense. The word of the day. The hills in front of me. The tears on my face. The mist before my eyes. I threw myself I was back and the grass behind. I closed my eyes. The Wind that I plan Whisperer. I listened to him. Hands clasped dancing and playing piano. Sweet melody, and far more nuanced. The small voice intonai a melody. Maybe heard it somewhere, maybe just invented on the spot.
Suddenly closed eyes I felt the darkness coming down. I raised my seat and I noticed that the sun was Tramondo. I had no idea when the last race for the Capus went away so I ran to the bus stop at breakneck speed and with my great relief the last bus had yet to start.
conizione lost all the time, did not even know what time it had when I came back to campus.
When I was almost in front of my dorm I saw a shadow nearby.



I recognized him immediately: he was Jack's shoulders.
smiled to his vision, believing that he was waiting for me. Perhaps he had changed his mind, maybe she wanted to hug me again. Kiss me. Touch me. Send me to heaven.
When I got closer I saw that he was not alone. I caught a female figure before him. They were close, closer. They kissed. They embraced. It is whispering to things with a smile.
That figure of a woman was not me though. I was estranged from my body and I watched. I was not in his arms. It was another, I did not care who he was.
My blood froze in my veins. I could not believe what I had just seen. Lei him there before my eyes. Ran away hoping not to see me.
I walked into the dorm quickly and still incredulous shock.
soon as I felt sad but in the wrist, I turned suddenly. It was him.
"Lu ..."
I looked at him without saying a word. I checked her tears, but still slipped from my face, wetting her cheeks. "Leave me alone." Divincolai arm, did not want to be touched by him.
"You've seen it all, right? I'm sorry ... I ... "
building in front of the stairs, waiting for me to strap the heart from the chest and threw him to the ground.
"Do you mind? And for what? Treated as a stranger to me for weeks? By showing up with another catch in front of my dorm? What? Do you ever regret anything, but continues with impunity to do the shit! "I raised my voice volume, while the rising anger and disappointment skyrocketing.
"I ... I can explain ... "feeble confused words like fiery darts stuck in his chest.
"Oh really?" I smiled bitterly trying to stop the tears. "If I were a more sadistic you'd better shoot some shit, but since you want to avoid a figure of shit you can also go. That's the goal. "Stretched out his arm towards the door behind him, with outstretched arm to keep it tremble.
"I know, but ..."



"Ma .. what? "I interrupted, not wanting to hear his voice" There is still something to say at this point? "I mordicchiai lower lip nervously, my eyes fixed on him who did not want unrivet from him that I loved with all of me and now was destroying me, but ... I had just completely destroyed.
"I did not want ... I tried ... I tried to have a serious story with you, but I can not. To build something more. I did not want to hurt you. "
" This is really beautiful ... If you had not wanted to hurt me you should let go from the beginning! You should not have fool me! "I screamed between uncontrolled tears by now, because every single syllable uttered from his lips was a stab to the heart, soul, brain.
"I would have told you ..."



"Tell me what? What do you need a demonstration?! You could do me a small drawing, no? "
" Tell you I'm not ready for this thing. It made me understand many things stay with you ... I ... "
I was not interested to know what he understood, I felt humiliated, used ... The last of the idiots.
"It 's been an interesting experiment, right?! I hope you will also be fun, Jack! Now get out of here ... Go on ... "I turned and ran away away, up the stairs.
"Lu ... Wait ... "reached out to me.
I stopped halfway down the stairs. I looked at it again with an expression unreadable, too many moods in me to be all shiny and clear.
"You could at least have the decency to not be kissing in front of my house with another. You're stupid, Jack ..." were the last words I said before resuming the race.
I stopped and stood there looking at me.



ran off at our rehearsal room. I opened the door violently and then close it without looking anything altrettando strong in front of me and inciapai, slamming one knee.



cursed through her tears, but after he heard nothing: I was overwhelmed by something much stronger. I wanted to pierce the chest. I wanted to destroy everything around me, the whole room. But I was there in a corner of the room, crying, cursing that I was in love with the wrong person.



I had given him all of myself, the reality was simply that had never cared about him. I was just a guinea pig for his experiments. I was a toy. A stupid doll that was now broken and had no right to remain in the cage in the games. I passed in front of pictures of him and embraced kissed her. The string. The whisper in his ear. My head was bursting. I slumped to the ground with his head in his hands. Nothing mattered. I had won my heart, I had placed in his hands and he had closed, in a tight fist shattered his heart.
It opened the door quietly letting a chink of light.



sprint gaze. Elvira I looked at the door. She bit her lip. I was sure he had heard and seen all the painful scene. He walked slowly and without a word took up my guitar.
Despite being a bass player, had learned a few chords on the guitar. The minimum for a passionate music as you. If he drew .. Began to sing for me The House Of The Rising Sun was not out of tune as he said, far from it: his voice of an angel. Perhaps it was the moment, but it seemed to me the sweetest voice I ever heard: husky, sensual, but clean and clear. She did not care to be out of tune or make a mistake, he continued. I penetrated into the cracks of the heart. Slowly, as sap. He sang to me. He sang for spare pride that I had lost. He sang for my tears. He sang to my heart. For my brain. For the evil that was inside. Out perfectly intact, destroyed inside. Burning with rage. Helpless with pain.
"-Tell me when to say I love you without fail, tell me who to entrust the soul without being killed. I never want to fall in love. Never again." I thought. While the face was still covered with tears.
I could have died at that moment and I do not have cared nothing. If it were not for you that night ... He sang for me again. When finished put the guitar and I stroked his cheek.
"I will always care for you, as you took care of me. When we will not be dancing together for you under the temporal pissed. I will sing for you whenever you're sad. I promise that I will do everything to bring back your face serene. "
I gently stroked her forehead and smiled at me, not hiding a vein of concern in the expression in her face so perfect.



I could not even to speak, still crying, but I could only say "Thank you ... Of heart. "In a faint voice as she returned his embrace, and hold her.
Two girls. Two friends. Two sisters. Two souls that were encountered and had been climbing each other like ivy. Two flowers that had torn the petals in the same room, kept each other the life nailed to the ground.


Dedicated to M.