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Shall I call it "Chapter One"

Mon Apr 7, 2008, 10:26 AM
  • Mood: Joy
  • Listening to: tickety tickety
  • Reading: The Da Vinci Code
  • Watching: my screen
  • Playing: hmmm....nope, still nothing
  • Eating: oreo cakesters... (they need more cream)
  • Drinking: water....
She flopped onto her bed, laughing as she did so, both astounded and perplexed by her good forturne. For the first time in ages, she stretched out both arms and legs to the far corners of the bed and felt the cooldness of the sheets chill her skin. She had quite forgotton what it was like to feel this alive. For what seemed like forever, she had been ambling along, numb to life and all of it's simple pleasures. Then, just when she was about to give up hope on ever finding enduring love, the doors to her heart were flung open and a joy and peace shone in like she had never known before. With every sunrise, she felt like she'd been born again and under every full moon she could lift her hands towards the stars and almost touch a piece of heaven. If only she could be in his arms tonight, it could be perfect. It just didn't seem fair.

Devious Comments

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:iconshadowtalate:
:compassion:
im glad shes happy

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here lies doug white.
leaving great friends,
a loving wife,
adoring children,
and a cemented grave that he may never rise again to feast on our delicious thinking bits.
:iconseagull8:
she is... very very happy.....

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Who needs competition... why can't we all just win....
:iconleolondon:
Aww...

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Singing in the rain can Drown you.
:iconseagull8:
Exactly....

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Who needs competition... why can't we all just win....
:iconzero-0-zero:
I don't know, shall you?
Nice. True?
And I hate to shound heartless but, you are young. You shouldn't give up on love so soon. Even if all men are ass holes . Big ones..:toilet:
:iconseagull8:
I believe i shall... and yet i hadn't given up all hope... just most of it...

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Money is the root of all prostitution. (for anyone who cares, i just had a terrible time typing prostitution...)
:iconzero-0-zero:
Well, a drop in the bucket....

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