[I love. I am in love. And then there is this
obsession]
Him. Tall. Bronzed, full-lipped, beautiful. Saccharine smile on a moonsweet face, embroidered delicate as lace and fiery as thunderstorms. His eyes would see right through me. Lucifer. His voice is chimes on the wind; makes me stop. Makes me feel. Makes me want nothing but to bathe
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Well, the zodiac is a bit silly. I mean, how many people were born in that particular year? And they're all gonna be lucky in love? Gimme a break. I haven't even been asked out seriously.
Congrads on your award! I could never write challenges, though your one looks pretty good...damn plot bunnies.
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"Do you like where you live: Winnipeg is okay for now -- it's a little hick city in the middle of the prairie -- but I'm so out of here when I graduate" and you can move here to the states and move in with me and teach me how you write like that >u< (and bring all your LP stuff) XD
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