younger than yesterday .

[dan]

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[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=style,background-image:url(http://i.imgur.com/FrIVr.png); width:410px; padding:10px,bTable][STYLE=background-color:#D1DCDC; border:1px #282828 dotted; text-align:justify; font-size:10px; font-family:arial; color:#282828; padding:3px; width:280px; margin-top:15px; margin-bottom:15px; overflow:auto; height:216px]“Chyah, chyah!” Dallas squeezed his calves against the stallion’s sides, willing the horse to pick up speed and dash forward. Then with one leg held neutrally, he applied pressure with the outside leg to urge the horse to turn right. After more than ten years of riding the technique came naturally to him now and he could communicate with his horses through verbal and leg commands alone. Sometimes he chose to ride without a bridle, but today he’d opted for the extra aid. The man glanced over his shoulder at his friend and smirked. “What’s the matter Ed?” he called. “Getting too old for this?” Even though Dallas had a good eight years on the man, he still liked to tease Edward about his advancing age. After all Dallas himself had a young spirit. He still smoked, drank and lived like he was twenty five. For him age was nothing but a number and he wasn’t about to let his life be governed by it just because kids these days thought forty-two was “old”. He was more lively and daring than most of them anyway. Dragontown Ranch, which was named for the Alice Cooper song of the same name, was his retreat from the world. As a man who valued his privacy and hated excessive attention from the media, every once in a while Dallas needed to withdraw to his own private sanctuary where he could relax and do as he pleased. Located in the Flint Hills of Kansas, Dragontown offered plenty of privacy and solace from the hustle and bustle of life as a celebrity. Not only that, but it was also a nice change from the fast-paced life of the city. It wasn’t that he wasn’t used to city life. He’d been born and raised in Buffalo, New York and over the years his fair share of traveling led him through various renowned cities all over the world. Eventually he was led back to New York where he now lived in the Big Apple. Owning a ranch with wide open land and a stable full of horses had always been something he’d longed for since he’d been an adolescent and it was his haven. Secluded enough that it had plenty of pasture and couldn’t easily be located. After all it was in the middle of the Flint Hills. For the past couple weeks Dallas had been vacationing at his private resort. Days had gone by riding and training his horses, sleeping in, enjoying the fresh Kansas air and of course getting doped up on whatever he had available. This was a good period for him so it was mostly marijuana and hallucinogenics. Not the hard hitting stuff like cocaine. Not yet. Soon Dallas would have to leave his horse ranch and immerse himself back into the real world for filming, promotional business and the like. His last days on the ranch were always bittersweet, but they always left him refreshed and rejuvenated. He’d invited one of his closer friends Edward out to Kansas to hang out with him. Like Dallas, horseback riding was one of Edward’s passions and they’d often spend time at the ranch. Even when Dallas wasn’t around Edward was always welcome to stay at Dragontown whenever he needed an escape from his problems. The house itself had three guest bedrooms (at the insistence of the contractor; originally Dallas only wanted one bedroom to discourage visitors) so there was enough room for Edward. Hooves crashed heavily over the earth as Dallas signaled for Jagger to pick up speed. Suddenly there was another set of hooves pounding in his ear close by, and before he knew it Edward was speeding past him on his horse. [/style](TAGS) neg as edward (WORDS) 620 (OUTFIT) click (NOTES) first dallas post evaaar. yeehaw!! (LYRICS) dragontown by alice cooper (CREDS) template by oxymoron! of back to neverland

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karma police, arrest this man

HE TALKS IN MATHS, HE'S LIKE A DETUNED RADIO

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Edward was one of those people that were totally dedicated to what they were doing – when it came to work, he was concentrated only on it; but when it came to spending time with his friends – which weren’t many – he was focused only on this. He truly loved spending time with Dallas Murphy. Edward couldn’t say for how long they knew each other, and he highly doubted that the other man could do that, too. It was just because they didn’t care for the age of their friendship, because it, the bond they had, was so strong that such a thing didn’t matter. They were there when the one needed the other, and that was probably the most important.

For example, Dallas was one of the few that knew exactly through what Edward had to pass during his divorce process with Grace. The older man knew how much Ed loved his wife and his children; he knew that Ed was ready to sacrifice whatever it was necessary for his family’s well-being; he knew all the dreams that Edward had into his mind about them. And then again – Dallas knew how much it hurt. And exactly Dallas was there when it was too painful for Edward to handle it on its own; when it was too hard for him to stand up on his feet and go on. Dallas was there when Edward couldn’t see the sense of keep on living or keep on acting. Dallas Murphy was there when a great part was brutally torn out from Edward Barrett’s soul.

Now, after everything seemed to be left in the past, Edward could honestly say that he felt Dallas as the older brother he had never had. Edward had a younger sister, so all his life he played the role of the big, strong brother, and he didn’t have the right to feel weak. But he was weak, especially after Grace broke up with him, and Dallas took the role of the older brother without thinking too much. And he took care of Edward. Even though Dallas was pretty into drugs and alcohol, he was the one that saved Edward from reaching out for the booze and sinking into another problem. And Edward was endlessly thankful to him about that. About everything.

Dallas and Ed had their funny times, too. Edward often acted as the darker of the two, mostly because of the fact that he was really moody, but they were having a great time together. Just like today at Dallas’ ranch where they loved riding horses, taking walks or just hanging out. Edward grinned at his friend as the horse he was riding run over his friend’s horse. “Go, Charlie!” He yelled at his horse. “Go, go, go, go!” He yelled at Dallas before completely turning his back at him. “Oh, Jagger got really tired, man!” Edward said to Dallas later, when their mad race was over. He took a long sip of water from a bottle, and then he looked at Dallas with a serious expression upon his face. “Don’t worry. I doubt it’s something serious. I guess it’s just because Jagger is as old as you.” Edward patted Jagger’s head, and then chuckled. “Now serious… Thank you for taking me with you here, Dallas. You know, I needed… I needed some break,” he murmured at the other man.



THIS FTW POST WAS WRITTEN JUST FOR DALLAS, WHO IS THE EVER LOVEABLE DANI <3. MY CHARRY IS WEARING THIS WHICH MAKES HIM SEXY HOT. THE POST ITSELF IS 560 WORDS LONG, SO THAT JUST MEANS I'M AWESOME. OH AND I ALMOST FORGOT . . . SORRY IT TOOK ME THAT LONG! BUT YOU KNOW I LOVE THEM <3

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[dan]

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[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=style,background-image:url(http://i.imgur.com/FrIVr.png); width:410px; padding:10px,bTable][STYLE=background-color:#D1DCDC; border:1px #282828 dotted; text-align:justify; font-size:10px; font-family:arial; color:#282828; padding:3px; width:280px; margin-top:15px; margin-bottom:15px; overflow:auto; height:216px]Time was a funny element in Dallas’ life. If asked, the man couldn’t tell you what year he met someone in or what day he bought his carton of milk on. Sometimes he even mixed up his own age since it was something he didn’t keep track of, but he could tell you in a heartbeat how old the wine in his cellar was. A relationship shouldn’t have been measured by its length anyway, but rather by how strong that bond was. And Dallas and Edward had a very strong bond. The two friends laughed and played around with each other, often opting to settle back and enjoy life such as on days like this. But any relationship that only highlighted the ups without addressing the downs wasn’t well developed. Both men had their share of hardships that they had to endure but what made it endurable was that they were always there for each other when they needed someone to help them through the rough times. While the rest of the world scrutinized Dallas’ troubled relationship with Magdalena, Edward had been there to console him. It wasn’t easy to go through heartbreak especially when your relationship was exploited in the tabloids. As much as he tried to keep his love life private, the media always had a way of founding out who was dating who, who broke up and who was back on. The added commentary “how long will they last this time?”, “dysfunctional couple”, and “doomed from the start” only added salt to the wound. Perhaps Lena wasn’t the best woman for him; she’d drifted in and out of his life for seventeen years, and their history together was littered with makeups and breakups, but she was the only one who Dallas felt truly complete with and no other woman could take her place. Edward had been there to support Dallas when Magdalena would mysteriously disappear for months or years at a time, leaving him hanging in an abyss of drugs and depression, and Edward was there for Dallas after their divorce. The two men could empathize for one another since they more or less knew what the other was going through. They protected each other from self-destruction and kept each other going strong when it seemed like all was hopeless and their entire world was caving in around their shoulders. Edward was one of Dallas’ closest friends, one of the very few people he let into his life fully and who knew Dallas’ quirks and oddities. They were good for each other, two beams that supported each other without letting the other break and fall. Dallas shook his head as he raised his flask to his mouth and took a long drink of water. When he finished he cast a glance at Jagger. “Hear that old man? He says you’re worth nothing but a pile of glue now.” The horse snorted and Dallas patted his side lovingly. Jagger was one of the first horses he brought to the ranch and he was Dallas’ favorite stallion. “But the old man the boat. Isn’t that right Jag?” Dallas gave the horse another affectionate pat then shifted his focus to his friend. “You never have to thank me,” Dallas scoffed. “You know you’re always welcome here. I know life on the outside can be shit.” There were too many problems in life to not need a retreat every once in a while. Sometimes what someone really needed was an opportunity to step back from everything and breathe. “How have you been holding up?” Dallas inquired, his face turning more serious. [/style](TAGS) neg as edward (WORDS) 601 (OUTFIT) click (NOTES) it's okay love! aww i'm glad you like them though. these two are epic together <3 and just realized the outfit URL didn't work... (LYRICS) dragontown by alice cooper (CREDS) template by oxymoron! of back to neverland

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