you need to come over. gotta talk 2 u.

come by my house after work? need 2 talk 2 u. urgent.

You can't sleep, you can't eat.
There's no doubt, you're in deep
Your throat is tight,
you cant breathe.
Another kiss is all you need.

Whoa, you like to think you're immune to the stuff,
Oh yeah.
It's closer to the truth to say you can't get enough.
You know you're gonna have to face it.
You're addicted to love.

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(NOTE: Joe is joebartlett and is ( Read more... )

Please, God, someone help me, I've gone sexually-fucking-insane.

Hello, Detroit,
You've won my heart
Your renaissance and waterfronts
give you a flair of your own...Hank let the guitar chord die, scowling at the empty sound of it. Reason #9,954,847,495 she needed Harp over at her place ASAP, because she needed a beat if she was going to finish the arrangement for Vicious Dames' next gig. She wanted to open with ( Read more... )

Hank giggled, burrowing closer to Joe as she grew quiet and thoughtful in the calm after the storm they'd created together on the shores of Lake Erie. Here, where the world ended and began, it was suddenly so easy to see how Hank had gone from having nothing to having everything, and all while still being able to go home again. Mom was the ( Read more... )

Mom was the statistic Hank never wanted to be, but somewhere she started to realize there was a difference between being the girl who couldn't get out...and the girl who found something worth sticking around for.

Writer's Block Meme1. On the first night, write a single sentence that could appear at any point in your eventual story ( Read more... )

Here's the challenge, each day for the next month, write a blog in letter form to the following people:

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Who am I to you?

One simple question, maybe a not so simple answer?

[ooc: fake comment screenage is love? :P]