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(I hope the woman this is for isn't on Opuss ... I'm sure I'd know though because my mum would have been told "oh, my friend uses that too!" ... Wouldn't she. ...
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(I hope the woman this is for isn't on Opuss ... I'm sure I'd know though because my mum would have been told "oh, my friend uses that too!" ... Wouldn't she. ...
100 things I like. #100 things Like... (Not in order of best to worst) 1) The ghost from Mario.
Garrett pulled me closer then kissed me again. We were both breathing heavily and smiling like idiots. "I don't normally kiss guys I've just met" I stated. "Me either" He grinned down at me.
Who am I. First things first, My name is Lakesza. I know, I know. It's a little weird and quite unique. But what can I say. It's something given to me. Maybe, even meant for me. But don't worry.
-TIFFANY- "Hey Sarah" I said, approaching a slumbering Sarah. "Tiffany. Is that you?" she said, through half closed eyes. "Yeah.
'what' I said shocked. I looked at his face waiting for a glimmer of recognition. 'who are you?' he repeated slowly. 'Adam...I'm Abby... You're wife' I said holding up my ring hand.
{ People seemed to enjoy the prologue I uploaded a few days ago, so here's the first chapter, if anyone's interested?. } New York was beautiful, in a technicolour, never-sleeping sort of way.
Okay doke.. I can't be bothered making a rhyme, so will speak through a blog. Some may want to ignore this if inclined towards offence..
Life goes on, the truth changes. What was once true is often no longer true later - Brad Blanton. I did'nt really understand that quote until I read it a second time and then it made perfect sense.
Chapter 65 ( last chapter) I looked at the door. The light came from under the door. I got paralyzed, should I walk and talk to him. Or was it just someone cleaning. I just stared.
Long ago, the people of the Brittish Isles believed that the universe was created by a Giant Wolf. Its massive pawprints filled to make the oceans and the gaps between the toes became the land.
To Brianna, enjoy. From Daisy. #BedTimeStory All over the world there are these little creatures called sea and sun petals. The sea and sun petals live on all the seas over the earth.
Please read. At the end it contains information explaining my story, which I think is necessary for anyone who reads my story to understand before they read any more of it.
Hey guys, Heres chapter 17 Chapter 17 Mum When I woke up, I found Lucas gone. I got up and walked into the living room, he was sat on one of the couches watching Jeremy Kyle.
Truth Hurts Part Twenty Two -----------Lisa's Point Of View----------- *Chirp, chirp* I peered out the window. It was morning already. I looked back at Christopher, and saw him sleeping peacefully.
As I closed my eyes and went back to the dream, i returned to the factory. I was in the front entrance now, no sign of my friend, I guess he had realised that he didn't work here.
Inside the box was the most beautiful necklace I had ever seen. It was a silver butterfly with cut out patterns in its wings.
In a dim lit room, down the back of a shady bar a certain stench filled the air of cigars and whisky.
Prologue. *^*^*^*^*^* I jolt up from yet another bad dream. I've had them since the age of thirteen, I'm fifteen now. They might vary on when they accrue, but most of the time I have the every night.
He stood in the corner Just quietly watched Drink in his hand Scotch on the rocks His grey silk suit Glistened in the light His trousers fitted Not loose, and not tight He stared with intent At the...
The Final Chapter: Chapter 43: Ruby shut the old leather book slowly after reading the final page to me, clasping it tightly within her arms.
Lina carried on watching me, thinking things through. Then she shook her head. "Let me go with you, Freya" She begged. I shook my head. "I can't, Lina.
Chapter 13 “Do you think that we should go. I’m looking forward to seeing your house” I asked grinning. Damien and I had been on the beach for a few hours now. It was nearly 10:30.
#emotion Bollocks. It's ten past nine. She's late. She's not coming. Those were all the thoughts running through my head as I sat on my perch in Lloyd's place.