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Coming home to the scent of pot roast and the sight of bright, red roses in the center of the table brought the most sincere grin to Allison's face.

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Glad you came. Feel free to add me as a friend.
But first... what is your favorite accomplishment?

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The sky was painted with a bit of pink and a lot more blue. Said colours were beginning to fade into darker shades as the sun continued to set ( Read more... )

Saturday August 29th, 2009

Dear journal:

So this is my first entry. I haven't written in anything like a diary since 4th grade I think it was. Why I've decided to do it again, who knows. It might be to sort of keep in touch with myself a lot more.

So I guess I'm going to write about my day.

It was a good one, I think. I mean, it wasn't better than ( Read more... )

A picture of his face is permanently glued to Cameron's mind.

She doesn't think about it often because his sweet smile never enters her thoughts without bringing along a bit of hurt.

Allison wakes to the sound of her alarm clock. The pencil she was writing with last night stuck to her cheek before landing on some paperwork. For a moment, she forgets ( Read more... )