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Ezra: Home.
I'm finally home. FINALLY home!! Fourteen hours of driving across the country and finally I can curl up in bed with Krael and not have to worry anymore...
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Krael: Not long now
I made it through this week...I think. Every bill known to man came in at once and I somehow bashed my way through it all. Like always...
And soon Ezra will be with me. Very soon. And it will all be worth it. -
Krael: Panic
so for some reason Ezra's phone is not getting my calls or texts, when it does ring through it says "no longer in service" but I'm gettin her's...and forced to watch helpless as she slowly begins to panic. If you read this love I'm okay and can still talk through here if need be. Please read this soon... -
Krael: Home
so the shower head sprays water in all directions except down, I noticed the hose sprayer thing on the kitchen sink and promptly broke it so it sprayed constantly, couldnt figure out why I didnt have hot water until I turned on the water heater ( Read more... ) -
Ezra: MOVING TO GEORGIA!!
Soooo.. don't know if I posted yet... but I'M OFFICIALLY MOVING TO GEORGIA SOONER THAN EXPECTED!!! :D
Wedding-Countdowns -
Ezra: I just needed to post this
I am so glad that these characters are finally getting out there! MUHAHAHAHA! THANK YOU AURADEVA!!
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Ezra: August is Coming!
August is coming!!...... THAT MEANS KRAEL COMES UP TO VISIT ME IN NY! :D
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Ezra: "Five Years"
Ever since Krael's last two posts I've been on and off of this computer, staring at the screen and trying to find the right words to say about what I feel, trying to find something deep, something meaningful that I could post here.
Blank.
Every time I go to the computer this is what I see before my eyes hour after hour. A blank entry box with so many ( Read more... ) -
Krael: Three things
Three things I enjoy starting with number 3. Hammers ( Read more... ) -
Krael: Wandering Mind
I hold my phone in front of me, typing in the dark. The heat of my room as it always is, the fan more of a distraction from the temperature rather than a solution. I lay on the mat that is my bed, a thin layer of cusion between me and the floor, the perfect bed according to some. I midlessly rub the middle finger of my left hand. Why? For nine ( Read more... )