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Lizzie, will you come dress shopping? Please?

I'm going to be Mrs Carver!

Another birthday? Man I'm getting old!

Thinking of him makes me sick.

Request drabbles. Something stupid, silly, sappy, whatever. But no requests for uber angst or fighting stuff. I need happy.

Your Kiss is Pink


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Yet another one, moving in together

*glees*

Feeling better. Thanks to one man.

So tired. Sick of it all.