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by SnowFiery » Tue Aug 14, 2012 7:06 am
Ik, i also saw ur sig which Is why I said you had an excuse as to why u wernt posting)
Aubrey
She laughed her melodous laugh as she ran. It felt good to run in her normal form, she usually only ran as a wolf. She easily made it back to the pack house and sat on the porch, waiting for Justin to make it
Who are you, really? You are not a name or a height, or a weight or a gender. You are not an age and you are not where you are from. You are your favorite books, and the songs stuck in your head
You are your thoughts
And what you eat for breakfast on Saturday mornings. You are a thousand things, but everyone chooses to see the million things that you are not. You are not where you are from, you are where you're going, and I'd like to go there, too.
Everyone who terrifies you is seventy-five percent water. And everyone you love is made of stardust, and I know sometimes you cannot even breathe deeply, and the night sky is no home, and you have cried yourself to sleep enough times that you are down to your last two percent, but
Nothing is infinite, not even loss.
You are made of the sea and the stars, and one day you are going to find yourself again.
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by SnowFiery » Tue Aug 14, 2012 7:28 am
Aubrey
She grinned and laughed "that may be, but you should have been aware. Never let things suppose you" she stood up and skipped inside, going into the kitchen to grab an orange
Who are you, really? You are not a name or a height, or a weight or a gender. You are not an age and you are not where you are from. You are your favorite books, and the songs stuck in your head
You are your thoughts
And what you eat for breakfast on Saturday mornings. You are a thousand things, but everyone chooses to see the million things that you are not. You are not where you are from, you are where you're going, and I'd like to go there, too.
Everyone who terrifies you is seventy-five percent water. And everyone you love is made of stardust, and I know sometimes you cannot even breathe deeply, and the night sky is no home, and you have cried yourself to sleep enough times that you are down to your last two percent, but
Nothing is infinite, not even loss.
You are made of the sea and the stars, and one day you are going to find yourself again.
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by skye. » Tue Aug 14, 2012 7:33 am
{*|J u s t i n|*}
Justin huffed. " Oh sure." he muttered and followed her inside. " I don't like oranges. The feeling of the pulp on my teeth.." he trailed off, shaking his head. " I like apples better." he commented, grabbing the nearest apple nearby.
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by SnowFiery » Tue Aug 14, 2012 11:00 am
Aubrey
She looked at him and raised a brow "oranges are delicious, so are apples, and grapes" she smiled and skipped into the living room, plopping on the couchand switching on the tv
Who are you, really? You are not a name or a height, or a weight or a gender. You are not an age and you are not where you are from. You are your favorite books, and the songs stuck in your head
You are your thoughts
And what you eat for breakfast on Saturday mornings. You are a thousand things, but everyone chooses to see the million things that you are not. You are not where you are from, you are where you're going, and I'd like to go there, too.
Everyone who terrifies you is seventy-five percent water. And everyone you love is made of stardust, and I know sometimes you cannot even breathe deeply, and the night sky is no home, and you have cried yourself to sleep enough times that you are down to your last two percent, but
Nothing is infinite, not even loss.
You are made of the sea and the stars, and one day you are going to find yourself again.
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by SnowFiery » Wed Aug 15, 2012 8:17 am
Aubrey
She looked at him "I have no clue what those are" she turned back to the tv "um, criminal minds, dance moms, or oooooo, I like this one, deadman wonderlands on too" she smiled lightly
Who are you, really? You are not a name or a height, or a weight or a gender. You are not an age and you are not where you are from. You are your favorite books, and the songs stuck in your head
You are your thoughts
And what you eat for breakfast on Saturday mornings. You are a thousand things, but everyone chooses to see the million things that you are not. You are not where you are from, you are where you're going, and I'd like to go there, too.
Everyone who terrifies you is seventy-five percent water. And everyone you love is made of stardust, and I know sometimes you cannot even breathe deeply, and the night sky is no home, and you have cried yourself to sleep enough times that you are down to your last two percent, but
Nothing is infinite, not even loss.
You are made of the sea and the stars, and one day you are going to find yourself again.
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by skye. » Wed Aug 15, 2012 8:28 am
{*|J u s t i n|*}
" You don't know what they are?!!" he exclaimed, eyes widening and jaw dropping. " Pomogranates are these.. Well it's hard to explain. But they're the best fruit ever!" he told her, and glanced back at the tv. " Whatever you want to watch." he murmured.
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by SnowFiery » Wed Aug 15, 2012 8:32 am
Aubrey
She laughed and smiled "well I guess I'll have to try one someday" she turned on deadman wonderland just as a guard's head was cut off "o! Just in time for the best part!" she smiled happily and watched the gory show
Who are you, really? You are not a name or a height, or a weight or a gender. You are not an age and you are not where you are from. You are your favorite books, and the songs stuck in your head
You are your thoughts
And what you eat for breakfast on Saturday mornings. You are a thousand things, but everyone chooses to see the million things that you are not. You are not where you are from, you are where you're going, and I'd like to go there, too.
Everyone who terrifies you is seventy-five percent water. And everyone you love is made of stardust, and I know sometimes you cannot even breathe deeply, and the night sky is no home, and you have cried yourself to sleep enough times that you are down to your last two percent, but
Nothing is infinite, not even loss.
You are made of the sea and the stars, and one day you are going to find yourself again.
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by SnowFiery » Thu Aug 23, 2012 10:32 am
My vampire boy is free. Any vampires he can talk to?)
Who are you, really? You are not a name or a height, or a weight or a gender. You are not an age and you are not where you are from. You are your favorite books, and the songs stuck in your head
You are your thoughts
And what you eat for breakfast on Saturday mornings. You are a thousand things, but everyone chooses to see the million things that you are not. You are not where you are from, you are where you're going, and I'd like to go there, too.
Everyone who terrifies you is seventy-five percent water. And everyone you love is made of stardust, and I know sometimes you cannot even breathe deeply, and the night sky is no home, and you have cried yourself to sleep enough times that you are down to your last two percent, but
Nothing is infinite, not even loss.
You are made of the sea and the stars, and one day you are going to find yourself again.
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