eyes like the sea..

[sheisblanche]

she was made of sugar and rice and a phemonine voice.
i think he was storing feeling for the both of them.
only he could make her cry.
so please tell me, why don't we speak? i thought you said you wanted to.

You speak your religion, and you, mathematics, science, the dimensions of the world, and i will speak the tongue of question.

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[awallflower77]

why do i feel like i'm almost old i didn't want to ever let you down once we could talk about anything you started moving out out of my reach and i never felt so alone like that before and i waited for you to call and tell me to be strong but you got so cold or bold enough to turn to my turning face and every time you would look at me that way i couldn't speak i couldn't say anything.

i'm sorry. there's a part of you in me forever. i love you. please say that you love me, too.

[awallflower77]

and i realize that what i said above isn't what i feel. i know that you and i will always be lovely friends. you are just, simply, ciik. and i, ana. and i hope this never changes.

please don't go. i love you. you are the person i've always needed to meet.

do not fret.

[sheisblanche]

don't worry ana emaisl, my love. "so please tell me, why don't we speak? i thought you said you wanted to." isn't you.
i may be lost in thought, but i haven't gone anywhere.

just some thing i wanted to share with you

[anonymous]

Where you are supposed to be is some big west hills wedding reception in a big manor with flower arangements and stuffed mushroomsall over the house. this is called the scene setting: where ever is, who's alive and who's dead. this is evie cottrell's big wedding reception moment. evie is standing halfway down the big staircase in the mannor house foyer, naked inside whats left of her wedding dress, still holding her rifle

[anonymous]

and if its me. i do want to talk. i try

[sheisblanche]

who is me, who are you?