She's writing it here- because she doesn't wish to write elsewhere. Kev says that if I don't like my options I should find/make one I like.
-one is to sit here and hope things turn out the way I want- which is only good if they do. and until then terrible.
-the other is to forget- which probably means losing a good friend a the process. And the friend seems to do a bit of abjecting without me saying anything. They talk to me first most of the time. I don't object.
my third... is- I'm not sure I can't change anyone's minds and I don't know what else to do. I could always tell them things. They just confuse me. I guess it's payback?
-Mil
She loves you, whoever you are. Maybe, maybe she just loves one of you.... >_>

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For what I had hoped was his heart was just a lonely piece of paper with a crudely written "Z?" on it. "Not just sleep...question it all." I sighed, turning into the wind to listen. I could almost hear the wailing cries of the tortured souls.
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Did you think you were right side in? Maybe inside out?
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"We_come to BJ's? . . . Waiiiittt a minute!"
~ Me
"I'm a little bit of something for everyone!"
~ Also Me
hehe glad you also felt the call of teh deviantart. It's such a lovely place : )
All of your stuff looks gorgeous... Bucky especially. but I may be saying that only because I had a "special relationship" with him throughout advanced drawing ; )
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