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[thund3r]

|J e t Kirkland |

•Broken Pianist • • Numb Painter • • Lost Soul •
“Even cowards can endure hardship; only the brave can endure suspense. ”
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J e t
Wearing: [this]
Girlfriend: Dylan <3
Feeling: broken
and concerned for Dylan
Currently: At
Dyaln's house
With: Dylan

He smiled a bit at her when she looked away. He hadn't realized how much he needed her. But when she turned her big brown eyes back on his he forced himself to drop his smile, he couldn't let his feelings get in the way. "Your sick?" he said and sighed, running a hand through his hair. "You always were prone to injury and sickness huh?" a soft chuckle escaped his lips, the first time he uttered a laugh since the fight.

"I don't care though, i don't get sick easily. I'll take my chances" he smirked at her sitting down on the couch that he had become quite accustomed to, he patted the seat beside him and looked up at her. Even in sickness she still was strikingly beautiful. "Umm about our fight.." he began uncertainly. He really wasn't great with words, he wasn't in anyway one of those super open boyfriends who spilled every little fillings to their girlfriends and often forced himself to stay composed.

"Look I...I really...I'm sorry...I'm such an idiot. Letting my damn temper get the best of me all the time. It wasn't you fault Dyl" he said, his chest tightening slightly as he now avoided her eyes, shifting his hands in his lap nervously.

"I-I'm just not....I know i'm not a good boyfriend. I'm not like everyone else and...Thank You Dylan. Thank You for putting up with me, i know i'm different but thank you for seeing past that. The point being. I'm sorry, things will be different. Can you forgive me? I love you Dylan" as he spoke his voice broke a bit, this was exactly when you got for bottling up his emotions.

"sorry babe, this stress is probably not helping you illness" he laughed softly, looking up slowly to her eyes. His smile was crooked and brokeness shown bright in his gray eyes. But out of all the disaster in his life, Dylan was the one bright beam of light in his life. He needed her, without her, his life would crumble into insanity. He needed sunlight in the darkness that is his life.

[thund3r]

|K a s p e r Meriwether |

•Photographer • • Helpless Romantic • • Coffee Lover •
“I think that possibly, Maybe I've fallen for you. Yes there's a chance, that I've fallen quite hard over you ”
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K a s p e r
Wearing: [this]
Girlfriend: Arkadia<3
Feeling: sleepy and
lazy
Currently: up and
getting dressed
With: Arkadia

Kasper rolled his eyes playfully when she mentioned her brothers. "I feel like your insulting my sleeping habits." He laughed softly. He smiled, his nose wrinkling slightly and his eyes crinkling in the corners as it usually happened when he smiled truly. Letting her in he closed the door behind her. "I smell like boy? So like monster trucks, sweat and guns?" he listed, those three things being the first things he thought of a stereotypical male.

Kasper tiled his head as he followed her towards the kitchen. "Yea, mabe that's for the best...will there be coffee?" he asked innocently, batting his warm chocolate eyes with a tiny playful grin. "Yea, my mom's still at work and will be there till one in the morning. My dad's in Georgia for the month i think and who knows where Kasey went He shrugged, it was usual for his parents not to be around often. When he was younger he used to hate being alone. Him and his twin sister Kasey used to stay at home with their baby sitter all the time. he was over it now though.

When she turned around and hugged him he hugged her back, enjoying having her so close and in his arms. he kissed the top of her head lightly. "that's a silly question love, of course i love you" he whispered into her ear, a small goofy smile on his lips.Words couldn't explain how much he loved her, he needed her. And something told him, they would be married one day. There wasn't a doubt in his mind.

"crepes sound so amazing!" he admitted, leaning down and kissing her cheek before walking away from the kitchen to get ready he paused and rolled his eyes lovingly."scrambled eggs are fine babe. You know, you spoil me too much"he winked at her, his goofy grin never leaving his pink lips, his eyes crinkled with happiness and love for the girl. "I'll be back in a sec,promise you won't set fire to the house?" he teased her lightly before turning and running upstairs towards his room.

Opening his door to his calm green and gray room he walked over to his dresser, opening it and pulling out a white shirt and a blue flannel to go over it matched with denim jeans and a gray pair of TOMS. He walked towards the mirror and laughed at his reflection, His hair was the wackiest he'd seen it in a long time. Running a comb through it a couple of times he reached over and grabbed a blue snapback hat and placed it on his head to cover his still slight bed head. Slipping his many bracelets over his wrist with ease. he walked from his room and made his way back towards the kitchen.

[flie]

{ DYLANANNROSS }

Dylan stayed silent while he spoke, sitting next to him as he patted the spot beside him. She stared at him while he told her everything that's on his mind, her eyes nearly tearing up with relief. She hugged him by his neck, wrapping her arms around his

be d i f f e r e n t ; ;

Outfit; outfit

Boyfriend; Jet <3

Status; Has a cold
and is staying at home.

Mood; Happy & Sad

With; Jet

Location; Her house



head, the edge of her lips close to his back hair line. A soft smile formed on her lips. She knows it may not be
the best thing feeling to feel right now, but, she was overwhelmed with joy by his words. She didn't know why, but it always made her happy when someone apologizes after a fight.

Dylan puts her forehead on his, smiling gently as she looked straight into his gray eyes. "You're not a horrible boyfriend. You're amazing in every way. Even if we do fight a lot, it doesn't mean I don't love you." She paused, somewhat flustered at what she's about to say next. "I love you more than life, Jet."

The brunette stared at him, lost in his eyes as her cheeks became pink. She couldn't believe she had just said that. Normally, she would be too embarrassed to even hug him. She has just never been good when it comes to relationships, and she is actually surprised by how long they lasted. Dylan could still remember the day they met, their first date, even their first fight. She can easily remember the first time she saw him smile. The memory makes her day whenever they are fighting, or when she's just not in a good mood.

"I need you, Jet."

{ sorry that this post is so short >...< }

[flie]

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[flie]

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[Host]

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M E . M Y S E L F . I
Mood;; Confused
Doing;; Driving home
With;; The comfort of my coffee
At;; The driver's seat of my Mustang
Status;; Taken by the best <3 (or not so much)

Serena's eyes remained glued on the road as the car moved forward, the motor purring like an overgrown cat. She was trying, fighting, to convince herself that he had just missed her text, but deep inside, she had a feeling that wasn't the truth.
Her hands clutched the steeringwheel so hard that her knuckles turned white. She focused solemnly on the stretch of road before her. The heater pushed out warm heat out of the vents, but Serena was still shaking. She realized she was about to cry. She tightened her grip on the wheel and forced herself to remain still.
Stop it, Serena. You're stronger than this. Don't cry over him missing your text. Serena jerked when she hit a bump. Hot liquid landed on her lap. She let out a small hiss. "Damnit." She drove the rest of the way, trying to ignore the burning on her legs. Her eyes hardened as she pulled into the drive. She grabbed the remaining of her coffee and pulled her keys out, wrapping her arms tightly around her torso. She crossed the lot and entered the lobby of her apartment. She slid up the floor of stairs and walked into her apartment.
The warm smell of vanilla and cedar overcame her. She breathed deeply and dropped her keys on the table, skillfully closing the door with the heel of her boot. She undressed and pulled on a comfortable sweater and tights and flopped down onto the couch. She pulled her knees to her chest and watched the t.v with a blank expression. She flipped through the channels, eventually finding Soap Operas. She usually didn't want to hear about other people's dramas, but in this case, she wanted anything but her own. She took a slow sip of her Latte, shivering as the cool liquid slid down her throat, warming her stomach.
She drew a knitted quilt over herself and layed her head down on the armrest of the couch, placing her coffee down on the floor beside the couch. She closed her eyes and eventually slipped into a light sleep.

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|J e t Kirkland |

•Broken Pianist • • Numb Painter • • Lost Soul •
“Even cowards can endure hardship; only the brave can endure suspense. ”
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J e t
Wearing: [this]
Girlfriend: Dylan <3
Feeling: broken
and concerned for Dylan
Currently: At
Dyaln's house
With: Dylan

He smiled, wrapping his arms around her waist and looking into her warm and forgiving eyes."And you are literally the only good thing in my life." he chuckled softly, he looked down to her lips for a second before looking up slowly, he was so close he could feel her breath on his lips."Will i get sick if i kiss you?" he asked with a teasing smile.

"screw it. I don't care" He leaned forward, catching his girlfriends lips with his own. he couldn't explain how much he missed her. How much he missed kissing her. Everything about her he missed and needed. He regretted ever loosing his temper with her. He pulled back slowly. "I need you too Bear, your the last thing that's keeping me sane. Please. Never leave me" He said in a pleading voice that almost didn't sound his own. He felt vulnerable but didn't care as long as it was only Dylan who saw him this way.

"Are Your parents home Dyl? Cause if i can, i'd like to steal you away for the day" he smiled crookedly, still sitting only inches from her. He needed to make up for lost time, even if it meant taking her on a different date every day.

- rubbish post sorry xD -

[Host]

- I may be unable to post this weekend. I am leaving town, and I am unsure my laptop will like the wifi where I'm going. -

[flie]

{ DYLANANNROSS }

Dylan smiled at him, not averting her eyes from his, a light blush forming on her cheeks. As their lips touched, her caramel eyes closed, relaxing her shoulders as she melted by his touch.

be d i f f e r e n t ; ;

Outfit; outfit

Boyfriend; Jet <3

Status; Her cold is
going away.

Mood; Excited

With; Jet

Location; Her house


Dylan became somewhat disappointed when he pulled back, wanting to kiss to last longer.

They haven't seen each other in months and she became quite greedy for him. She needed him. Without Jet, her life would have no meaning. She would be like an empty shell walking with no purpose what so ever. She put their foreheads together once again, a cheesy grin on her face. "I'll never leave you, Jet Kirkland. Even if you wanted me to leave, I'll stay by your side forever."

She stayed on his lap, her back now pressed against his chest. When he speaks, she can feel his body vibrating. "Hehe. He's like a vibrating chair."

Her gaze was locked on her boyfriend's eyes as he spoke to her. She smiled brightly, slightly nodding her head. "Of course they aren't here. I'd be too embarrassed if they were." She paused, turning around in his lap, their faces nearly inches apart. "What are we going to do?"

She felt a little pain strike her heart when he mentioned her parents. She has never told anyone that she was an orphan, living alone in this small town. Dylan kept a smile on her face, hiding her painful memories. It's as if she's wearing a mask on top of herself, hiding her emotions like they weren't a big deal.

{ sorry that this post is so short >...< }

[Hakana]

[Sorry, I have a cold. I will reply when I have more energy, right now the medication is making me super tired.]