http://boystown.omgforum.net/night-life-f10/-t1.htm Parties, clubs, concerts.. YEAH! Time to get that groove on XD Sun, 27 Jul 2008 12:41:59 GMT 10 http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v400/Kallistrate/Untitled-1copy-1.jpg http://boystown.omgforum.net/night-life-f10/-t1.htm http://boystown.omgforum.net/night-life-f10/just-a-few-more-drinks-t22.htm Nana Three months. It had been a total of three excruciatingly long months since 'that day'. Tristan released a heavy sigh, he really had to stop thinking of it as 'that day'. It was the day Kassidy had dumped him and it had been three months ago and it was time for him to stop sulking like a damn angst-ridden teenager! He nodded to himself, as if trying to reinforce the thought. He was here, he was over Kassidy, and it was time to get laid. Tristan sighed again, glancing into the bottom of ... Night life Thu, 15 May 2008 22:18:23 GMT http://boystown.omgforum.net/night-life-f10/just-a-few-more-drinks-t22.htm#36 http://boystown.omgforum.net/night-life-f10/just-a-few-more-drinks-t22.htm http://boystown.omgforum.net/night-life-f10/resistance-is-surely-futile-t38.htm Hachi Sho's whole body shook violently with every tremor, even holding a cigarette to his lips was getting hard. He finally managed to light it after several failed attempts, and even a near clothing fire. He took a long drag, forcing the smoke deep into his lungs, and even as he exhaled, he could feel the bile rising in his throat. He turned his head to the side, holding his smoke well out of reach as he heaved violently, bringing up bile and blood. He wiped his mouth with his free hand, just as another ... Night life Sun, 27 Jul 2008 12:41:59 GMT http://boystown.omgforum.net/night-life-f10/resistance-is-surely-futile-t38.htm#246 http://boystown.omgforum.net/night-life-f10/resistance-is-surely-futile-t38.htm http://boystown.omgforum.net/night-life-f10/barely-breaking-dawn-t37.htm Hachi The cold night air hit Kassi hard in the face, as he stepped out the door of his job. The wind was blowing so hard it forced him to meander down the sidewalk a ways before he finally caught himself. He shivered fiercely and wrapped his trench coat tighter around his tiny frame. His milk-chocolate curls blowing wildly around his face as he searched the street, up and down, up and down. Nothing. There was nobody anywhere, the street was entirely deserted, save him. Where was his ride, how was ... Night life Fri, 25 Jul 2008 22:23:14 GMT http://boystown.omgforum.net/night-life-f10/barely-breaking-dawn-t37.htm#184 http://boystown.omgforum.net/night-life-f10/barely-breaking-dawn-t37.htm