W O W. I don't remember how I got here but I'm glad that I did. That was incredible writing. I want to post my favorite lines but there are quite a few that stick out. I'm too lazy for that.
Anyway, this is going in mems. Jacob owns my socks and my panties and yeah, I agree with your statement that Edward is a pussy. Though I love him as well, when I'm in the mood for that sort of thing. I liked Leah here. She's hard to like and that may be why I try so hard. She's had it rough and no one seems to want to give her any attention. I'm glad that you wrote her in. She and Jacob are in the same boat.
Love was supposed to be like warmth, but there couldn’t be any warmth left in Bella (Swanswanswan) Cullen.
Gorgeous line.
she doesn’t because it’s Jacob and when Jacob feels he feels too hard.
I always love characters that feel too hard. There's always something so tragic about them (mostly because they love too hard and receive too little love in return).
Jacob confesses his almost-love along a road no one drove on anymore
:( :( :( heart-breaking!
Bella takes what he gives, always, and then leaves in the morning with a sense of familiar loss, clothing torn and smelling of dog and sex and dirt.
Poor Jacob. I really don't like Bella in this one!
Great job! I absolutely love your writing style. The way you piece together words is very simple, yet they carry such a power..it's very inspiring.
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Anyway, this is going in mems. Jacob owns my socks and my panties and yeah, I agree with your statement that Edward is a pussy. Though I love him as well, when I'm in the mood for that sort of thing. I liked Leah here. She's hard to like and that may be why I try so hard. She's had it rough and no one seems to want to give her any attention. I'm glad that you wrote her in. She and Jacob are in the same boat.
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Gorgeous line.
she doesn’t because it’s Jacob and when Jacob feels he feels too hard.
I always love characters that feel too hard. There's always something so tragic about them (mostly because they love too hard and receive too little love in return).
Jacob confesses his almost-love along a road no one drove on anymore
:( :( :( heart-breaking!
Bella takes what he gives, always, and then leaves in the morning with a sense of familiar loss, clothing torn and smelling of dog and sex and dirt.
Poor Jacob. I really don't like Bella in this one!
Great job! I absolutely love your writing style. The way you piece together words is very simple, yet they carry such a power..it's very inspiring.
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