Finally! 
Tired| I don't do art. I do prose. Writing. >_> Yes, it is, in fact, extremely boring. <3 Kitkat |
Shane's RealizationI had often wondered what I was doing here with a beautiful blonde bombshell in my arms. She lay beside me, her head on my chest, sleeping from a long night of who-knows-what. All I remember is punching my best friend in the face over her. It was a night full of liquor and excitement. I looked down at her face as she looked peaceful while she slept. I had never thought I would end up in yet another relationship after what Jessica did to me. I believed I would stay a manwhore and sleep with every girl on campus possible, but stay antisocial at the same time. However, Sori... Sori made me feel differently. This girl, who was the complete opposiShane's Realization
Talon and Mina"Minako..." Talon whispered into her ear. He breathed in her scent as he buried his muzzle into her tri-toned red hair. The soft breeze passed through his thick, black fur. Talon's wolfen tail curled against her legs as his human-like paws pulled her closer to his giant body. She leaned her head against his chest as her hand balled up into a fist against it. His hand slid up her side and took her free hand into his massive paw. He closed his bright blue eyes and just emmersed himself into this moment. This was where he wanted to be: with Mina and no one else. "Talon... I love you..." She said to him softly.Talon and Mina
Dear TeacherDear Mrs. Skelly,Dear Teacher
My name is Kittie Lynn and I was in your putrid Algebra II class. I have long since graduated highschool, and I have long been gone from that busy city that I once called home. I was a part of the class of 2007, the class that had 2,000 students graduate from it, and not a single one who joined the military got recognition during the Convocation Ceremony. I can honestly say that I had fun throughout my years in highschool and didn't have a problem with anyone except for you.
You gave me a lot of trials that I was forced to go through, considering I HAD to take your class to graduate, and none of the
My BelovedToday was the day that I saw the one thing I would love the most in this world... She came to me, crying her beautiful eyes out. From her tiny little vocal chords, she screamed and screamed, which made me wonder how she could hold so much air in those tiny lungs. Her hair was soft, nearly blonde, and just slightly curly. Her tiny arms flailed around, her legs kicking back and forth, as she did cry. I couldn't understand what she wanted, but in a little while, I knew that she would want me out of everyone around. When I cradled her close to me, a sense of accomplishment, fear, and relief somehow became me. IMy Beloved
| I don't do art. I do prose. Writing. >_> Yes, it is, in fact, extremely boring. <3 Kitkat |
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