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Blurb tripping! The vibes owe everything to the fucked up world of people who get professionally fucked up without ever being professional about it. This just vibes for the mashed up fuck up crew. They know who they are, the hard crew, the stamina crew, the feelgood smilers who take no shit from the fascists and accept everyone. Trust, Blighty just another elitist hustle - a playground for the rich, a wage-slave prison for the poor - but the best thing about this shitty little island is the rave ting, sing it loud people! ;P
Edward and his family are gone and now Bella is devastated because to her without Edward her life is not worth living. These are her diary entries from the time Edward left until the time when Edward returned and so on.
In a world, where everyone fights to the death, it’s rare to have a weakling. But every once in a while, it happens. And they usually die before they turn 10. There aren’t any parents around to save you. It’s every person for themselves. The parents’ abandon you after you’re born. If you’re lucky enough, a child may take you into your care. Sometimes the animals take pity on you. But sooner or later, whether an animal or human takes you in, the Fighters come. And they tell you who you really are. And then whisk you away but not before trying to kill the adopted family you have. They die unless they try to fight back. This is a world where society has broken down so much; it’s almost barbaric. The Fighters are the last of the army. The Center is the last of the Government. But, is the world really broken down that much? Or, are they just saying that, for their own entertainment…?
