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CrashThe key turned in the ignition, the engine of her little European car purred into life. As she backed out of her driveway, tears began to silently fall down her face. The long road stretched out before her, reminiscent of the long sleepless nights she had spent since the accident. They had been living together for a month and a half now. Post-college life had already begun to take a toll on their relationship. College had been all fun and games, while it lasted. Parties every weekend, late nights and early mornings spent writing papers due the next day. Now they were in the real world. There was no “I might go to class today,” there wasCrash
Falling For YouFalling For You Here I am…again. She stared at the back of his head. Why do I do this to myself? He turned around, shaking his sandy blonde hair out of his eyes, and smiled at her, “Hey, what’s up?” his dancing blue eyes gazed at her. Nothing much, I was just gazing at the back of your head adoringly, like a tard.Falling For You
She raised an eyebrow at him, “Shouldn’t you be working Branden?”
He smirked, “Probably, but I’d much rather talk to you.” I HAVE A BOYFRIEND, she screamed inwardly. She opened her mouth to reply but couldn’t find the right words for a witty retort. Riiiiiiing! The bell marking the end of the hour ech
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Great Aunt Vicki, Great Aunt Dorothy, Richard, and of course Alex.
R.I.P. Grandpa, I love you.
*does a dance* thank you for adding me (totally remembers to add dani back)
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Not all who wander are lost...
*pop*
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"All the world's a stage, and all the men and women merely players. They have their exits and their entrances, and in his time, a man plays many parts." ~William Shakespeare
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