

NostalgicIf only to see your face. I'll face them. The world I thought I escaped and the heaven I never saw. Our Haven. Brick walls and bridges we could never cross. Cherry pits were raced and we were younger. Had nothing, but everything to say though now that doesn't matter. I'll face them. Anything to see your face; if only etched into an immortal stone. Bets were thrown, but nothing was won, excluding my throbbing heart. We were young. Then why did we know so much more?Nostalgic
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you have good taste in music =]
The pineapple! I heart him!
I heart him with a passion.
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elizabeth aisling mcdonald || dulcet demise graphics 06
ex tenebris ad lucem alis novis volabimus.
OMGLAWLERZITSSWEET.
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"S-sweeth-heart...?" He saw her lift her arm to swing at him again, and he didn't try to stop her. At least thelast thing he'd see was her face. And he was grateful.
*sniff* EMO TEAR!!!!
...NO MORE! *drowns in mulch*
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We are entirely smooth.
Against the assault of laughter nothing can stand.
-Mark Twain
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