Your CS Pet Pairs? (NEW THREAD)

[Liru Kaulitz]

Shintaro [m]..........Rin [f]

"Kanjou kakashi tsudzuketeta
kokoro no to mina sabi tsuite kamau
kamen ga jama shite shinjitsu namigeki
utsumuki waruita furi kaeshi na hibi ni."

Rin stumbled through the darkness, feeling the cold winds whipping her fur and the rain trickling onto her skin. The trees swayed and twisted in the storm and the leaves that spiraled wildly from above barely brushed the she-wolf's fur as she burst through the soggy brush. A feeling of eyes dug into her pelt but she dared not look back. Not because of fear, it was something else, something else entirely that Rin could not explain.

The raging winds ripped branches over the path, and the ground was swelling with muddy puddles and slippery stones. The blinding rain did nothing but screw up Rin's sight. Every few sceonds, though she tried desperately to hide her face from the sharp drops of rain. They were freezing, and as she rain, it was though tiny knives were cutting her face. Suddenly, after running almost three miles, a twisted root, hard and icy, caught her leg, and she fell into a huge muddy gully.

"Damn it..." Rin hissed, getting to her paws and trudging towards anything that could provide shelter. A cave loomed as if an angel had come down from heaven. Dragging her sodden body from the murky water, Rin slipped into the cave and curled up, hoping to warm herself up. As soon as she'd settled down, thoughts raged in her mind like a crashing wave. The home she'd run from, the love she'd lost.

Two eyes blinked in the darkness, their blue depths endless. Rin didn't hear or see a thing, her mind swamped with regrets. The body emerged in the darkness, blending into the shadows perfectly. "Hey..." The voice of the dog could barely be heard, but Rin's head snapped up and she gazed with a mixture of fright and anger. "Who are you? And what do you want?"

"You are the one who ran?" He asked, not sharing anything more. Rin's teeth clenched. "You're another one of them, aren't you? Trying to get me to go back? I'm a witch. I'll be killed. After what I did, I probably deserve it..." The dog shook his head. "My name is Shintaro, and I am a not from your home. I am a spirit, sent here for you." So it kind of was an angel. Sent to help.

"You are not a spirit," Rin smiled evily. "Do you think I'm an idiot?" Shintaro smirked and let a gentle ripple flow through his body. The dog's body quickly changed into a transparent figure. "Who am I now?" He laughed and walked closer. Rin laughed, too, wiping away her tears. The days after this were quite a blur. Yet a strong bond slowly formed between them.

Rin came to live in a small cave beside the home of Shintaro. They became best friends. Her eyes never left Sintaro's ghostly side. But one day, the peace of the two were shattered. Witches were hated in Rin's former home. And finally, after three months, they had found her. 36 angry wolves crowded around her cave, fire-lit sticks held tightly in their jaws. Their howls of disgust could be heard for miles. Rin's blood froze. Shintaro perked his transparent ears from the cave nearby. "Rin?"

Rin fought without stopping, kicking and barking and snarling. She would not let them take her away from Shintaro. Her best friend. The feeling she'd always wanted. The feeling that someone wanted her to be alive, that someone cared about her and what happened to her. The pain wasn't from the fire or the sharp stones. It was from her heart. The thought of leaving this world had felt so good, like her best option a few months ago. But now...

A sharp sting cut into Rin's side. She yelped. The gaping mountain crack gazed up, it's dark depths appearing endless. Rin felt her body shake as they heaved her over the edge. Tears stung her eyes and she cried out in fright. "Shintaro! Shintaro!" He hadn't appeared yet. The air rushed past her like a blur as she waited with baited breath for the impact. "Shintaro!" Soon she felt even to weak to speak, the darkness surrounding her and swallowing her like a giant shadow monster. Tears flowed down her cheeks. It felt close now. "I-I-I love you..." Her body struck the ground. It was over. She was dead.

There was a glow. A faint silver-blue light from the darkness. The shadows merged. There was pain somewhere, but it was faint. She could feel it not physically, but as a memory. Nothing was straight except that fuzzy orb in the distance. It seemed to get closer, but she couldn't tell. Standing up, Rin walked forward. It was like walking on a flat surface, but something was different. There were shapes all around her, yet she touched nothing; it all mixed into one other world. The light became cleared. Rin's breath caught in her throat and she gasped. A familiar face looked at her front the darkness of the mountain side.

"S-Shintaro..." Rin studdered, regaining her voice. He smirked, his eyes playful. "But...no. I-I'm dead." Rin shook her head. Shintaro smiled wider. "I know you're dead, Rin. Remember? I'm dead too." Then it all hit her with such force that she stumbled. She was dead, yes. They had killed her because she was a witch. She'd died because of the impact. But now, she wasn't in heaven. Or hell. She was a ghost. Tears stung Rin's eyes again. Happy tears. She ran forward and breathed in the sweet scent of Shintaro's pelt. For the first time ever, she could touch him. Him and nothing else. But that was fine. It was the first time Rin had felt a feeling of joy. Of excitment. It was the first time in her life that Rin had ever felt true love. ♥

[cswolf.]

Lily----------------------------------Midnight Blue (Blue)
A girl and her horse....

Story?

[Zeee]

ajax xx avery

February 14 - Valentine's Day

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"Im sorry, miss. Ajax is no longer with us."
I had glared over to the doctor, hope glaring in my eyes, just in hopes that he was alright. Of course, not every story has a happily ever after, and mine sure didn't. It didn't start out too happy either. I'd always hated you outside, but truthfully, I'd loved you. I really did, I was just afraid to admit it; no, I wasn't afraid; I was embarassed. Embarassed of you, of our love. Of course, like most stories, the people who do exactly like me regret it. And I sure as hell did. The doctor left the room, left me sobbing on the floor, holding his hand and praying; praying that maybe God would say it wasn't his time. That it hurt too many people to see him go. Maybe he'll give Ajax a choice; maybe He'll show him how much I secretly loved him, and maybe, just maybe, he'll choose to come back. Come back to me, and I'll hold him in my arms forever.
Maybe.

It was always just a maybe.

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February 26

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I'd never left the hospital until this day. The day the doctors and nurses finally dragged me out. I sat in the same waiting chair I had sat in days before you died. It killed me, yes, but the doctors knew It was time for me to leave; I knew it too, but I couldn't bring myself the courage to actually do it. I was kicked out of the hospital. Forever? Nope. Until I got sane? Yep. Well. I guess i'd never be coming back to this hospital;
Without Ajax, i'll never be sane. I'll never be the same. I dragged myself tiredly and sadly to my home. As soon as I got there I groggily stepped inside and slowly closed the door- the swelling tears in my eyes gave me just enough time to run up to my room and be prepared for a river. I started crying as soon as I hit the metal line where the hallway crossed into my room, hardwood to carpet, brown to light green. Sobbing, I got up to my feet and stepped, tiptoing, and grabbed a notebook. I opened it, grabbed a pen, and started writing without a thought.

Dear Myself,

You should have showed him how much you loved him. Come on, Avery! Why didn't you? All he did was give you everything you could ask for, he basically saved your life, and you choose to leave him? Are you happy now?
Your like Bella! Jacob basically did everything he could for her, and all she did was leave him! Except Edward is left out of the picture! Come on, Avery! Seriously! Are you happy? Really? Of course your not. He's dead, and probably won't ever retu-

I stopped writing. It was too painful. I set the book down and sat in a corner of my room I'd always liked to cry in. But this time it was different. I got back up and decided a new spot to sob in. Instead of doing that, I just glared at my bathroom for a second and ran inside, locking the door after I did so. I, over my sniffles and sobs, could hear the faint creak of my front door opening. A lock being clicked open, then the door swinging open itself.

A person was slowly stepping up to my room, carefully and quietly. It reached my room in about 12 seconds and was in front of the bathroom. I could hear the person clasping onto the door handle and wriggling it in anger. I was so afraid. It got violenter and much louder. I hid in the tub, draping the curtains over my body. It stopped after a few minutes.

I sobbed a bit quieter, just as the door was kicked in. This was it. I was doomed.

But, I looked on the brightside; I'd be able to reunite with Ajax...

[Lizzy<3]

Star (F) xxxx Steve(m) xxxx Her, Alexis Lexi (F)

(from star's point of veiw)


He's in Love with her which you will come to know her name so well. Yes this is another one of those sticky softy damsel in distress stories. But this one if true. Hello my name is Star and i am about to tell you about my story. This takes place in the year 2012. Where might you ask well lets just say in a city. Well here it goes.

Steve is like alot of guys sweet and kind when he wants to be and a jerk at the rest of the time. But unlike the others i soon fell in love with him. His black hair that lightly curls up at the ends. His personality so sweet and innocent. He can make me laugh when no one else can. My life was in ruins from losing my best friend to her boyfriend. By the way her name was Lea. Ok but back to the story. He was unlike anyone i knew. He wore a purple hat that I love to take but he always gets in back. I felt butterflys in my stomach everytime he was near which was stupid because I had just gotten over a different jerk who it took so long to figure out he liked me that i was over him. But steve. He was there to be my friend when i needed him. Mabey just mabey he would like me too but no!. She just has to come along. Now i know i shouldn't be jelous because they were dating long before i relized i was in love with him. But they got into a fight and broke up so i thought i could get him but a few days later they were going out again and i had lost my chance for the second time. They are dating still Steve and Alexis but no matter how hard i try he wont even look at me. No guy will. Every guys makes fun only me. As much as i wish i could have a fairy tale ending. I will never get one. They like eachother Steve and lexi, I'll never even get my chance i blew it he'll never even notise me its just them in their world. He tell me how much he likes her and no matter how hard i try to not get jelous, I always do. But even then i still listen to him. His voise is so soothing i could listen to it all day. How he fools around alot.

Yes i know my story is pathetic but Not just with steve i was stupid enough to fall for so maney guys that will never notise me. When that happend my friends said i was still young and i didnt need one but i look at them and they are happy with there boyfriends. Making out every second they can with each other and im alone on my seperate island. My island floating away from everyone else. My life of isolation. No one to talk to about my problems no ones ever there. On that seperate island away from the world I thought i was not ment to ber here. I thought that way. I even lost the will to live. I got sad and no one ever looked back on my life. Im now just a rock with a name on it that everyone forgot. Steve forgot, Lexi forgot even lea soon forgot about me. Years pasted my name came up and my story started up all over again. So maney girls go through what i had to put up with but here i am alone in the sky no one to care for, no one to look after me, a lonely star in the sky.

[vein]

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Jake, the non believer + Sarah, the girl who dreamed
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"You expect me to believe in LUCK, just because some WEEDS sprouted?!" Jake yelled in fury. Sarah said nothing as she bent over their 'garden', actually just a small section of a big field that they had been taking care of. Well, at least, that Sarah had taken care of. Jake hated gardening. He saw it as a pointless activity and often referred to it as, 'a wasteful, stupid, boring past time that only women could enjoy', the same thing he said about cleaning and cooking. Sarah hated the way he treated her plants, he kicked the dirt, causing the bulbs and roots to fly out of the ground, which ruined them. He didn't carefully remove the weeds, he yanked them out of the earth, which caused other flower's roots to get caught onto the weed's and ripped up the other flowers too. He stomped over the flowerbeds, forcing the plants against the dirt and squishing them. However, Sarah never spoke up to him, for she was afraid of being hit with one of his large paws that created powerful blows.

She gently pulled a four-leaf clover out of the ground and placed it in her golden blonde hair, making her look blended in with the nature around her, though it was only a simple fixture. Jake looked up at her, his brow bent in a downwards position in anger. "Weeds." He repeated nastily, reaching over and yanking the clover from her hair. He threw it on the ground and spat on it, unaware that Sarah's hands were trembling in both fear and hatred. She glared down at her work as Jake continued to act like a young child. He threw some dirt over the clover and growled. "Better." He mumbled, glancing madly at Sarah.

Sarah sighed, and stood up. It was no use trying to make her clovers look pretty if Jake was around. She looked around the field, and all anger left her. Closing her eyes and breathing in deeply, Sarah felt a sense of calmness wash over her body. Opening her eyes, she saw Jake staring at her. His lip curled up in a snarl. "Let's go." He stood up, turned, and began stomping away. Sarah sighed, gave the field another once-over, and turned to follow Jake. Why had she married him?

It had been a simple, somewhat cliche reason; she had been young, careless, and free. She had been 18, opposing to her now 25. Jake & Sarah had been high school-sweethearts, and she let her heart choose to accept his proposal, instead of her mind. She had always known of his short tempers, but decided to forget them and fumble around them. She had all but forgotten them until the day after the wedding; she had asked in a joking way if he had gotten her any flowers, and he had erupted on her, saying things like, "you always ask for things and you NEVER give me anything in return!" She had regretted her decision to marry him from that moment.

Soon they were home, living only about a five-minutes walk away. Suddenly Jake stopped, and turned to her. Narrowing his eyes, he said suspiciously, "We need to talk once we get inside."

Sarah bit her lip and nodded, acting like she was a young child, and her father had just scolded her about something she had done wrong. Jake studied her for a moment, then turned away slowly and stomped inside. Sarah let out a breath; she had been afraid for a moment that he had been planning to hurt her in that moment he had whipped around. Then she realized-- he was going to hurt her inside where nobody could hear her cries and pleads, so that he could leave her lifeless body inside and not out in the obvious open.

Sarah's mouth opened and a small cry escaped her throat. She gulped and climbed up the stairs slowly, and thought about turning and fleeing in the direction of the field. She reached the porch, and with a trembling hand, reached for the doorknob. She slowly pushed the door open and stepped inside, then closed the door behind her. Jake was sitting on the couch, looking lazy and with no intention of hurting her. He sat up at her presence, and said, "Take a seat."

Sarah walked over to the counter. He's not going to hurt me after all. She thought with a relieved sigh, though it was barely audible. She sat down at a stool and glanced over at Jake. "Y-yes?" She asked, still uncertain of what was going to happen. Jake turned towards her and raised up his eyebrows. "Why do you believe in luck, and wishes, and magic-fairy-tale crap like that?"

Sarah shrugged slowly. "Um.. I don't know, really. I guess I need something to keep me from exploding, and to keep holding on." Suddenly she realized what she had said, the realization came in horror. Her hand almost clamped over her mouth, but her fingers were curled so tightly around the stool's sides that you would need a chainsaw to separate them. Her eyes widened in fear.

Jake narrowed his eyes again. "Hanging onto what, and keep you exploding from what?" His voice was almost getting that rattly, terrible shake to it that he got when he was mad.

Sarah shook her head, trying to make up an excuse. Jake snarled and though for a few moments, then opened his mouth as if he was going to say something, but closed it again. After a few moments, he shrugged. "Anyway. Your magic crap-- It's fake!"

Sarah almost snarled back. "How do you know?!" She asked. Her voice snapped the air like a whip. Jake growled and announced, "IT IS!" His voice was angry, but not furious. It was almost shocked, like he felt as if he had just been temporarily put in his place. Soon he regained his control and was almost shaking, Sarah could see his muscles trembling very slightly.

"Not necessarily" She growled. "Maybe you just haven't gotten any magic or pixie dust or luck because you don't BELIEVE!" She yelled. And because you're a jack***. She thought with an angry huff.

"It's..all...FAKE. Get it through your head, you dumb cow!" He roared. Sarah's line snapped. She hollered angrily and grabbed the first thing she saw (which just happened to be a heavy silver saucer), and ran towards her husband. Her arms rose into the air and came crashing down with a heavy force that knocked Jake out. Blood started running down his face as he fell off of the couch and tumbled onto the floor. Sarah suddenly realized what she had done. Her hand rose up to her face quickly and covered her mouth. A frightened sound escaped her lips. The horrified woman turned and ran out the door, fleeing for her life. The force certainly hand't been enough to kill him- had it? Sarah emptied the thoughts from her head as she ran. Her hair blew in the wind behind her.
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Sarah kept up her pace for a few days, only stopping for resting, water (there was a small stream that went along the field), and food. Little did she know, after she had left, her neighbor had visited to borrow some eggs. When there had been no answer, she had went inside, only to find a guy laying on the floor, his eyes closed. At first she had thought he had been dozing, but when had had not woken up from her shaking him and yelling, she had called the police. They came to investigate, and instead of seeing an unconscious man that had been hit with a heavy, metal, silver saucer, they saw a dead man. It was all over the news. A large was reward was being offered for Jake's killer's arrest. The cops thought that Jake's murderer had kidnapped Sarah, and killed him to try and get him out of the way.
---
Sarah wasn't innocent; though she had a reason to be mad. But a murderer isn't innocent until proven innocent. I suppose the moral of the story is...

Don't mess with a woman's feelings.

[s y n]

[prepare for a true story of epic truthfullness.]





hailey . hunter
me . him


"Rink tonight, you in?"
I smiled, nodding. "Totally. Who's all coming?"
She grinned. "Me, you..." she trailed off. I knew that look in her eyes.
"Let me guess - You're bringing along the guy of your dreams?" I asked with a smirk. I didn't even really need to ask. I knew she was. She'd been obsessed with this guy for at least a year now.
She nodded shamelessly. "You don't mind, do you?"
I shook my head. "Not at all."
"Great. I'll see you later."
"See you."
I hugged my best friend and turned, back towards her. I began to walk home, the surprisingly warm February air ruffling my hair. I knew who she was bringing. Hunter. That guy she was so in love with. They weren't dating, but she had a huge crush on him. So huge that I was pretty sure that classifying it as a crush was the biggest understatement of the year.
I hadn't ever really thought much about him. Emma and I were in seventh grade, he was in eighth. We used to be almost next-door neighbours, and I'd talked to him from time to time, but we barely knew each other. I didn't understand why she was so obsessed with him - Then again, that was probably because I didn't really know him.

Time passed quick and before I knew it, I was getting out of Emma's stepdad's car and walking into the hockey rink. Nobody our age actually came here to watch the hockey - No, we came here for the food and to just hangout. We paid ourselves in, and she informed me that we were sneaking Hunter in.
It was way too easy to sneak people into the hockey rink, so that they didn't have to pay for admission, which was pretty expensive unless you lied about your age. For people twelve years old and younger, it was only five dollars. For people thirteen years old, like Emma and I, and older, it was eight. So we lied, said we were twelve, and saved three dollars.
Emma told me that I was to meet Hunter outside. The way to sneak people in was simple. There was a door that only opened from inside the rink. There were stairs outside that led up to it. To sneak someone in, all you had to do was get two people inside. One person would stand inside waiting to open the door, and the other would go outside and escort the person to the door, where you would do a secret knock. Then the person on the inside would open the door and boom - You were in.
I walked outside, looking for Hunter. I quickly found him and jogged up to him. "Emma's waiting by the door. Come on." I said to him, beginning to walk towards the stairs.
Hunter smiled. "You act like you've done this before."
"I have." I simply replied. "I sneak people in all the time."
"Rebellious." he commented. "I like that."
I grinned. "Good to know."
"Sneaking your boyfriend in tonight?" he asked slowly.
I knew exactly what he was doing. "Nope, don't have one." I played along.
He tilted his head with a shocked look. "Really? I'm surprised. Very surprised."
"My last boyfriend broke up with me a while ago." I said, shrugging.
"Was he admitted to a mental hospital afterwards? Because I don't see how anybody in their right mind would breakup with you. I barely know you and I wouldn't break up with you."
I blushed. This wasn't proper. Emma had a gigantic crush on him, and what kind of best friend was I being by flirting with him? "We wouldn't be dating in the first place."
"Hard to get, too?" Hunter said with a sneaky smirk. "Challenge accepted."
I rolled my eyes. "Whatever, come on."


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[bonegrindr]

The lamb; -- ♥ -- ♥ -- ♥ -- ♥ -- ♥ -- ♥ -- ♥ -- The Wolf in Sheep's Clothing

[Wildmagic_warrior]

The young woman in the ripped green dress surges forward, almost falling, but a young man in a red tunic reaches out to catch her right at the last minute. She wraps her arms arounds his waist and buries her head in his shoulder, sobbing, and he wraps his arms comfortingly around her shoulders.

Then the world goes dark, and the curtain rattles shut. From beyond it, the two can hear applause from the audience. In a hushed voice, the young man says "The scene's over. You can let go of me now." With an awkward laugh, the actress disentangles herself and steps back. "Good job," she says, patting the actor on the shoulder as he grins and walks away. She watches him for a moment, then hurries to get in place for the curtain call.

She holds his hand and they bow together as the audience goes wild with cheers. The two of them get a standing ovation as the rest of the cast take their bows; then the curtain closes and the moment is over. In the changing room afterwards, she takes off her dress and hangs it in the costume cupboard before putting on her jeans and t-shirt. A couple of her friends tease her lightly about her prince charming, and she laughs them off before leaving the room. She sees him walking away and calls out, "Have a good night!" He looks at her over his shoulder and waves, and then he's gone. She lets her hand drop and wonders if she should have said something else.

He'll never be her real prince charming, of course. This was the last show. The last curtain call. The last chance to hold him in her arms and cry into his shoulder. She'll see him again, but their real relationship will never be like the one she dreamed of, just for a moment, on the stage.

[vee.]

I only had time to read one story just now, but I'm glad I chose this one because it was terribly sad, and you all know how I love sad stories! Beautifully written, flawless beginning as well. You found a great way to pull the reader in (:
(Also sorry to everyone for being away and not finishing my story, I'll get back to it when I can)

[Lady Masquerade]

[prepare for a true story of epic truthfullness.]





hailey . hunter
me . him


"Rink tonight, you in?"
I smiled, nodding. "Totally. Who's all coming?"
She grinned. "Me, you..." she trailed off. I knew that look in her eyes.
"Let me guess - You're bringing along the guy of your dreams?" I asked with a smirk. I didn't even really need to ask. I knew she was. She'd been obsessed with this guy for at least a year now.
She nodded shamelessly. "You don't mind, do you?"
I shook my head. "Not at all."
"Great. I'll see you later."
"See you."
I hugged my best friend and turned, back towards her. I began to walk home, the surprisingly warm February air ruffling my hair. I knew who she was bringing. Hunter. That guy she was so in love with. They weren't dating, but she had a huge crush on him. So huge that I was pretty sure that classifying it as a crush was the biggest understatement of the year.
I hadn't ever really thought much about him. Emma and I were in seventh grade, he was in eighth. We used to be almost next-door neighbours, and I'd talked to him from time to time, but we barely knew each other. I didn't understand why she was so obsessed with him - Then again, that was probably because I didn't really know him.

Time passed quick and before I knew it, I was getting out of Emma's stepdad's car and walking into the hockey rink. Nobody our age actually came here to watch the hockey - No, we came here for the food and to just hangout. We paid ourselves in, and she informed me that we were sneaking Hunter in.
It was way too easy to sneak people into the hockey rink, so that they didn't have to pay for admission, which was pretty expensive unless you lied about your age. For people twelve years old and younger, it was only five dollars. For people thirteen years old, like Emma and I, and older, it was eight. So we lied, said we were twelve, and saved three dollars.
Emma told me that I was to meet Hunter outside. The way to sneak people in was simple. There was a door that only opened from inside the rink. There were stairs outside that led up to it. To sneak someone in, all you had to do was get two people inside. One person would stand inside waiting to open the door, and the other would go outside and escort the person to the door, where you would do a secret knock. Then the person on the inside would open the door and boom - You were in.
I walked outside, looking for Hunter. I quickly found him and jogged up to him. "Emma's waiting by the door. Come on." I said to him, beginning to walk towards the stairs.
Hunter smiled. "You act like you've done this before."
"I have." I simply replied. "I sneak people in all the time."
"Rebellious." he commented. "I like that."
I grinned. "Good to know."
"Sneaking your boyfriend in tonight?" he asked slowly.
I knew exactly what he was doing. "Nope, don't have one." I played along.
He tilted his head with a shocked look. "Really? I'm surprised. Very surprised."
"My last boyfriend broke up with me a while ago." I said, shrugging.
"Was he admitted to a mental hospital afterwards? Because I don't see how anybody in their right mind would breakup with you. I barely know you and I wouldn't break up with you."
I blushed. This wasn't proper. Emma had a gigantic crush on him, and what kind of best friend was I being by flirting with him? "We wouldn't be dating in the first place."
"Hard to get, too?" Hunter said with a sneaky smirk. "Challenge accepted."
I rolled my eyes. "Whatever, come on."


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I love this, it is written beautifully. :3