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[kristattic]

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It’s eleven thirty, I’m sitting at the end of my hotel room bed, my hands on my knees, not really tired but not really interested in doing anything. I wonder if most of this people in the world realize how strange it is to have my own songs stuck in my head. It’s one thing to have someone else’s song stuck in your head, but your own? It’s

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[juliet_stjohn]

Wow, my heart is beating hard in my chest!!!!!!!!!! RyKrist...you are brilliant*reads on*

[bcuziloveyou]

um wow yeah this is my favorite story of ALL TIME! ur so amazing it's not even funny!

[t_bag_1985]

"My pleasure, his pleasure, the slow, not-so-awkward thrusts of out hips-it’s all over, because there’s a small disruption via a knock."

I think you meant, "My pleasure, his pleasure, the slow, not-so-awkward thrusts of our hips-it’s all over, because there’s a small disruption via a knock.

[kristattic]

Excellent, nice catch. Thanks for that! I fixed it!

[itsahit]

SDFJSDF :O reading.

[kristattic]

:D! *hopes you like it*

[heartsxwrists]

iloveyou! iloveyou! iloveyou!
i haven't actually read it yet.
i would just like to let you know how much i appreciate you.
and that i am very emotional right now knowing that this is the last chapter.