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The postcards go out to all, various pictures of crashing waves and tropical skylines. Written on it is the generic 'hey, how are you, I'm fine, having a blast' words that are usually accompanied by such things ( Read more... ) -
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Jelani, isn't that party soon? So do you want to learn how to strip before then or what? Let me know, I'm free in the morning all this week. -
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Yep, it's official. My family sucks. My sister is insane and my brother is just another stuck up, over-sexed twit that hates me because I'm a half-breed and not 'pure blooded' like he is. Well if being pure blooded makes me more like them? Screw it, I'm glad I have my mom's blood in me. -
*shakes her head hiding a blush* Where do they come up with these things?
TYPE J
You scored 50 imagination, 33 confidence, 29 dominance, and 62 generosity!
You are a KINKY, SHY, SUBMISSIVE lover who prefers to GIVE. This means that ( Read more... ) -
. *many thanks to Listermun for the IM rp*
Later, Eireynn towels off from the shower in her bedroom, watching the lightning out on the water. It is coming in fast, the waves getting higher, the turbulent weather right outside the huge windows that separate her from the wind and rain. Pulling her journal out from between her mattress and box spring once more she flips through the pages, ( Read more... ) -
Second, and third, and forth and fifth thoughts, etc
The light of dawn crept over the sea, reaching through the mist to the land beyond. Grey-blue, the day grew lighter bit by bit, thin skeletal fingers of sunlight piercing through the dark clouds to creep up the beach. The winds blew in from the ocean, damp and cold. It wrapped around the body to sink into to the bones of the girl who stared out ( Read more... ) -
News and more news
I got a job, I got a job! Yea, it's bartending but still, it's SO much better. One of my friends came through for me and said something to someone who told someone, who told one of the customers at the bar I used to work at. The guy really good looking, and a GREAT tipper too, for that matter. And now I start in a week and it's full time, and ( Read more... ) -
*gone*
Her answering machine message had been changed sometime in the last twenty-four hours. Instead of the usual light-hearted message, there was another, more cryptic one ( Read more... ) -
*locked, written in her jounal*
Feverishly she wrote out the words on the newest page. Past pages were packed with pictures, doodling, thoughts. She could have done it on the computer, but she'd always felt that was cheating, that the letters themselves had a character, the words creating a picture of what was in a persons' mind. So she wrote it out long hand in a leather-bound ( Read more... )
