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by JrB » Fri Dec 26, 2014 3:40 pm
As Jay walks around in the hall, he gets on Facebook.
"Jay Rogers
I'll never understand women. One minute, you and her can be inseparable, then the next, she's pushing you away for no reason at all. Seriously, make up your mind!"
Feeling EXTREMELY salty right now.
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by Aato » Sat Dec 27, 2014 2:28 am
Brice
Brice watched her dad leave, then hiked an eyebrow at hearing Copeland. He slipped out of the chair he'd been in and went over to the back of the sofa, resting his elbows just behind her head. "...Looking to get rid of me so soon, sunshine? ...That hurts a little...riiiiight here." He said, poking her chest where her heart would be.
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by winter wolf. » Sat Dec 27, 2014 2:36 am
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Eva groaned as she walked to class. Emotions hurt her body, and her heart ached. Then, she got a text message from her mom.
Hi Eva! Your dad died yesterday. The officials say in a car crash, but they really don't know. Night, hun!
That was the last straw. Eva sat on a bench and curled up. She cried a little. Her father was her best friend. They would go fishing and to the carnival and water-ski. Eva's heart was broken, and no one could mend it.
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