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The Hunger Games -You Reap What You Sow
The 19th Hunger Games - You Reap What You Sow
Theirs was the first romance at the Games. But it was never meant for television consumption though it occurred nonetheless. Borne out of love and not desperation even if the odds were never in their favor. The hunger games, faberry style.
( Part 1 - Quinn Fabray ) -
Dear You...
Dear RuPaul,
It’s 3:15 in the morning and I’m wasted, drunk, forlorn and alone. I’m almost sure that in writing this letter, I’m going to expunge this kernel of an absurd thought completely and utterly out of my mind because I am definitely completely and utterly out of my mind for even thinking it.
I hate you. I hate you for so many reasons, Rachel ( Read more... ) -
I Still Haven't Found What I'm Looking For
That last week of senior year where the future seems so near and the present seems like it just has to change.
I Still Haven't Found
I have kissed honey lips
Felt the healing in her fingertips
It burned like fire
This burning desire
I have spoke with the tongue of angels
I have held the hand of a devil
It was warm in the night
I was cold as a stone
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My Future In Your Hands
My Future in Your Hands
Don't Go Breaking My Heart
So don't go breaking my heart
I won't go breaking your heart
Don't go breaking my heart
Elton John & Kiki Dee
( Ch 15 Don't Go Breaking My Heart ) -
My Future In Your Hands
My Future In Your Hands
Can't Fight This Feeling
I can't fight this feeling any longer
And yet I'm still afraid to let it flow
What started out as friendship, has grown stronger
I only wish I had the strength to let it show
REO Speedwagon
( Ch 11 Can't Fight This Feeling ) -
My Future In Your Hands
My Future in Your Hands
Defying Gravity
Something has changed within me, something is not the same.
I'm through with playing by the rules of someone else's game….
Wicked
( Ch 6 Defying Gravity ) -
My Future In Your Hands
My Future In Your Hands
You must think that something is happening with you, that life
has not forgotten you, that it holds you in its hand; it will not let you fall. . . .
Rainer Maria Rilke
( Ch 1 My Future in Your Hands )