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if love was perfect...if love were perfect...if love was perfect...
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it would be a flower
with petals the shade of friendship and happiness that never faded nor gained a tint of black.
the blossom would be wonderful and unbelievably perfect. it would bloom and bloom give out that beautiful scent for days and months and hopefully years.
but love isn't perfect.
so after that time is up, it'll drop dead before you can blink.
* it would be a road with a couple million cars a day and polluting the air with magical endorphins.
it would have to be fix


bags of golden leaf memoriesThanksgiving is the time for dancing golden leaves to twirl in the rain along with scents of pumpkin spices and smoky fireplaces wafting through the air. I love the way the tree leaves gently let go on the limbs from which they sprout and fall with twists and turns with the last bit of strength in their veins. They scatter the ground and litter the roads making a beautiful red-orange-and-yellow carpet splattered with shimmery spots of fresh cool rain. So while you're snug and wrapped tight with a warm blanket in front of the fire, your family is in the kitchen making double baked potatoes and nutmeg filled pumpkin pies. The scents cause yourbags of golden leaf memories


it starts with profanityDecember 15th - This is a story of how Girl Saves the Day with Bubble Gum.it starts with profanity
Her head was covered in dark black that faded to neon blue at the tips. Her eyes were the same bright blue as the bottom of her hair.
"Need help?"
"I'm trying to get that book down."
"The one on the top shelf? I have a trick for that."
She popped the bubble erupting from her mouth with a snap and stuck it on the plastic covering that held her driving permit on her lanyard. She swung it around and around, throwing the end with the gum right on top of the book. With a little tug, the book fell right into D


goodbye summer'did you hear?'goodbye summer
'hear what?'
'about that girl. summer.'
'what about her? and summer?'
'she died.'
'what about summer?'
'she was summer.'
'her name?'
'yeah. summer died.'
'how?'
'she was found in a pile of dead leaves.'
'was she hurt?'
'nope. the doctors say it was a natural thing.'
'oh, how horrid.'
'and on the first day of autumn, too.'
'didn't know leaves died that quickly.'
'well summer died.
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"In the end, we will remember not the words of our enemies, but the silence of our friends"-Martin Luther King Jr.
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to get a tattoo of myself as a pinup and would be honored if you could
draw it for me ?
Kelly
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Kelly Dewinter
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"One can't complain. I have my friends.
Someone spoke to me only yesterday." Eeyore
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