This is to say that this journal and muse is retired. After a very long (pretty much a year) struggle to revive her and have the will to play her, I can't do it anymore. So, I'm not going to be forcing myself any longer.

Snake's mun has permission to do what he wants concerning her. They can kill her off, keep her around for NPC purposes, whatever. I don't care anymore.

Peace, love and cookies everyone. I love you all.

Got asked if I was ever an angel when I was little. You know how little girls are innocent that dreamed of castles and princesses and the prince coming to whisk them away? Yeah, I had that until my mom was arrested and I was taken to living with Brooke. Then the devil came, at least that's what everyone said. I was thirteen the first time I had sex, twelve when I took my first hit of acid. It was at that age I realized I could use my body to my advantage and I did.

Then I met Tracy who was the perfect little girl who did things the right way, that changed. I ruined her like I would ruin other people. It was a game. However, Mason made it a bit harder to be the devil because he'd bring those silly emotions back that the princess could be saved. And I'll be damned but I fell for him. Too bad I had to leave him behind when Tracy was ruined.

The angel eventually chased the devil away in me for the most part, not entirely all together, but somewhat. It still tries to capture it every now and again, I just never let it. I don't think that's a bad thing either.

If you wanna claim some prompts for me to write? Just give me the number and a scenario to run offa. Viola you'll have Evie writing. lyke. omg.

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Evie went out to the store the night before and got everything to make those ice cream cone cupcakes. Chocolate cake and vanilla frosting which she figured they could add food coloring. She left a text for her dad to tell him to meet her downstairs tomorrow around 2, so that they could have some cupcake fun.

Mainly she wanted Papi time, that's what it was.

Daddy? Wanna curl up together tonight?

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When he wakes? I'm hitting him.

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Evie Zamora
Thirteen
925 words

Georgie? Can I come visit you?
For a few days? Maybe a week?

Can't believe Twilight is over! FUCK!


((OOC: Will contain spoilers for Breaking Dawn. BEWARE!!!!!!!))

My best friend? pwns your ass.

Oh yes, that pwns is intentional

Somehow? Vengence really is that sweet.

stop your fucking emo whining bullshit.

Just like Tracy. Broken again. Sick of picking up the pieces.

There were some things that Evie never should have done, choices that she shouldn't have had to make at thirteen years old. Instead she did have to make them. She had to chose whether she took that fit hit, whether she went down on that older guy in order to score something. She'd made those choices and she shouldn't have to.

Her mother and father should have been there for her and her sister. She shouldn't have had to play the mother and the father while her Aunt drove herself over the edge every night on drugs and booze. Climbing into bed with a different man every night.

Course, Evie never asked for anything in her life, that included. If she had to do it all over again she would. No questions asked.

Evie Zamora, Thirteen, 132 words

Evie smiled running her fingers over her little boys head. She never thought she'd see the day when she would have a son. When she would be a mother. She loved her husband dearly and she had never known really what family was until she had met her adoptive father. Their first meeting had been like a girl claiming her father right then and there. It was important to her for some reason to keep a hold on him. There was just something there that she could respect. Something that reminded her a lot of how she was.

When he's around, there's not a thing I lack.
When he loves me, he holds nothing back
King size papa, he's my king size papa
Everything that I need, he carries in his king sized pack.

He'd helped her see that she was more than a kid who did drugs and screwed up. She was someone that could have a future. 'Give Mason a chance to make you happy, sweetheart. You won't regret it. She listened to that advice and she was with the boy that wanted her from the beginning. The one that liked her for who she was.

When Snake was around? Evie was a lot stronger than she was alone. He was that part of her that she lacked. He was always the one to pick her up and make sure she stayed strong. That she stayed true to herself. When someone messed with her? He was always the first in line with Mason to lay the smack down on whomever. She was loved more than she realized sometimes and they offered her the security she needed to know that someone would always be there for her. No matter what happened.

Snake was the cobra snake, the king of all the snakes that had a way of protecting what was family. What was his.

Truth of the matter was that with Snake? Was the first time that Evie ever felt that connection to true family. Blood related or not. The family she has now? Was the only family that mattered.

Evie Zamora
Thirteen
314 words

Just wanted to say I added a CRAPLOAD of Evie icons, made by myself.

New layout style might be next.

Say goodbye now. Going back to Texas

I can't take this anymore dammit.