She waits for him at the spot they chose.
Feeling his presence she turns to find him approaching her.
As if she were a teenager again, she stumbles upon her words to greet him.
Feeling blood run through her veins at twice the normal speed, she feels her lips touch his, she could live without food if only [...]
Archives: November2008
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burden.
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seeing double.
There are a couple things in this life that are horrible, perhaps not having legs, or not being able to hear, but the one I would say is the worst is being alone.
Is this a rant? Yes. It fucking is.
Dont like it? Dont read it.
I suppose there are certain moments in life when you exagerate [...] -
the best times.
There was a certain time in my life that I consider I had the most fun ever.
While in highschool, I could care less what I looked like, who liked me, or what was cool.
Every tuesday we would sneak into the college parties and dance like there was no tommorow.
Every thursday we were at the “Retro [...] -
napkin.
She sits at the bar, irish creme glass #2.
Her bracelets jingle as her lips touch the sweet alcohol,casually sipping while observing her surroundings.
Man #1, casually dressed, jeans, t-shirt, hair cut short, two day stubble, probably likes a girl if she is a cheer leader or model, could care less what her mind flutters, and probably just [...]
