Art class currently has all my attention but I am working on a new novel idea as usual. It is still without a name so I'd love you to death if you could offer some suggestions for a title. Expect to see some random bits of work until I'm out of school and into my mind again.
I've currently found absolute unknown happiness in my oh so lovely Dylan. He's my carbon copy in guy form and our random immature outbursts are perfect together. Dylan has given me so much to look forward to everytime I wake up and I'd still be trapped without him. By the way, if you see a bear outside your window, that's most likely me in a bear costume. XD
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I'm glad that you found something to escape the harsh realities of life.
If you have an imeem page, add me, I have some great music on there that will help you get through anything.
Also, you can drop me a note about the book's summary so I could help you with the name.
xoxooxox
Stay sweet, dear!
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My three muses: James Blunt, Jonas Bjerre, and Bo Madsen.
WOOHOO!!!
The official Bo Madsen fan!
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I promise to send a summary over soon enough. =]
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They were perfect, they were beautiful.They met in the middle of nowhere, in the middle of nothing, and kissed where everyone could see.No words. No before.No after. They kissed and it was perfect. It was beautiful. It was everything. It was nothing. -AFI
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My three muses: James Blunt, Jonas Bjerre, and Bo Madsen.
WOOHOO!!!
The official Bo Madsen fan!
Do you fancy the wonder boys from Denmark? Have you been making fantastic Mew fanart lately? Then please join ~deviantfrengers!
And you still didnt tell me why you were going to stop being my friend.
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Its inevitable, when you grow up, your heart dies.
I'm never growing up.
I want to be friends, but it's not working out. You know that.
I'm sick of being depressed and uspet set everytime we talk to each other. I'm happy and fine otherwise. You stress me out too much and you call me things when I don't understand why. I'm just tired of it, Jerry.
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They were perfect, they were beautiful.They met in the middle of nowhere, in the middle of nothing, and kissed where everyone could see.No words. No before.No after. They kissed and it was perfect. It was beautiful. It was everything. It was nothing. -AFI
I'm not doing anything but being friendly and fighting back when you start an argument.
Kinda seems like you never wanted to be friends, and thats fine. Just says so mayne.
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Its inevitable, when you grow up, your heart dies.
I'm never growing up.
Sometimes, relationships can't end in friendships. It's just not meant to be as Deige once said. I want to be friends but there's a wall there.
I think it's the hatred that bothers me. You hate Dylan when it's not his fault. I fell in love with him and you can't blame him for that. That was on my part, my emotions. Hating him is immaturity and jealousy in my opinion.
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They were perfect, they were beautiful.They met in the middle of nowhere, in the middle of nothing, and kissed where everyone could see.No words. No before.No after. They kissed and it was perfect. It was beautiful. It was everything. It was nothing. -AFI
Fuck that shit.
You know thats not the reason I hate him, you fucking know better.
And if you regretted the things, you should have stopped us. You didnt say anything about wanting to stop. Had you done that, you wouldnt have regrets. I dont think so anyway.
The only wall there, is one you put there. It doesnt matter either way. I said I want you to be happy. I meant that, you know that.
Good luck. :]
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Its inevitable, when you grow up, your heart dies.
I'm never growing up.
It was obviously never meant to be. You're happy with Bella and I'm happy with Dylan. Problem solved.
Just for the heads up, I plan on losing my innocence in it's entirety soon. Say good-bye to the Hannah you once knew and I do hope you deleted that picture or I will hate you for good.
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They were perfect, they were beautiful.They met in the middle of nowhere, in the middle of nothing, and kissed where everyone could see.No words. No before.No after. They kissed and it was perfect. It was beautiful. It was everything. It was nothing. -AFI
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