he pullled me in i was disgusted with myself [15?]
sorry i haven't posted anything, lot's have happened. i lost almost all my friends when my best friend slept with the guy i liked for
He pulled me in, I was disgusted with myself. [part 14] yeeeeeeeeah.
“So, when are you two tying the knot?” Monique’s incredibly dull but affluent husband asked holding a protective hand over Monique’s. As if that was
story update.
i know i'm not a very consistant person. i seriously would write but at the moment i'm really sick. have something called pleurisy. it's pretty
He pulled me in, i was disgusted with myself. [part 13].
By the time I got down there he was waiting. “Elevator,” He explained as I looked at him in shock.
“Get out of my way,”
He pulled me in, I was dised with myself. (part 12).
Cassidy sat on Ryan’s lap. “Sid… why?” I asked.
“He’s the most adorable guy I’ve ever met,” She said in a baby voice as she
He pulled me in, I was disgusted with myself. part 11. (it was 11:11 when i opened to post a new journal. did you make a wish?)
The present's just a pleasant interruption to the past.
“You’re what!?” He basically screamed. “Why didn’t you tell me?” He asked in a hushed tone,
Mes Deax Filles
Mes deux filles
Dans le frais clair-obscur du soir charmant qui tombe,L'une pareille au cygne et l'autre à la colombe,Belle, et toutes deux joyeuses, ô douceur
He pulled me in, I was disgusted with myself. part 10. double digits.
Yann Tiersen’s d’un Autre Ete: L’apres Midi was playing lightly in the background as we dug into our third coffee and cake.
“The chocolate mud
He pulled me in, I was disgusted with myself. part nein. NEIN
We sat on the cosy couches in the corner.
“So, what’s been happening in you life?” I asked as I blew onto my hot coffee.
He pulled me in, I was disgusted with myself. part ate. (seven eight nine. hehehehe)
“Brendon,” Someone cooed into my ear. “Brendon!” thud.
“Ow man, why’d you have to hit me?” I asked.
“We’re here, in London,” Ryan said as
he pulled me in, i was disgusted with myself. part seven.
There was silence. Shit, I wasn’t meant to be cruel.
“Oh…well I just thought-”
“No, you’re right, it was nice,” I said as I pulled the
He pulled me in, I was disgusted with myself. part 6.
“Ow,” I grumbled as someone whacked their arm over my back. Jesus Christ, I’m in bed with Brendon. “Shit a brick,” I mumbled quietly as











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