by shiro-chan » Tue Jan 10, 2012 9:02 am
((I'm still slightly confused... But hi people!))
A.J. sighed, sitting down. She didn't really know what was going on and she didn't really care right now. Her memories swirled around in her mind, distracting her. She wondered momentarily where Bret had wandered off to. She sighed, muttering, "Stupid big brother."
"Music is the shorthand of emotion."
- Leo Tolstoy
"Love is what we were born with.
Fear is what we learned here."
- Marianne Williamson
"When writing a novel
a writer should create living people;
people not characters.
A character is a caricature."
- Ernest Hemingway
"Where words fail, music speaks."
- Hans Christian Andersen