

The story of Diane and Marty I spot you from the adjacent booth. Just your silhouette gives me chills. You stand up, and walk outside. I follow you. The high heels you wear make a clacking sound as you storm down the alleyway. A slight turn of your head should have exposed my position, yet I am unseen. You turn your head forward, and stop dead in your tracks.The story of Diane and Marty
W-w-who a-are you? Your frightened voice quivers. Confusion and fear radiating from your being. Who I am is not important, however who you are, now thats what


Hello mother, hello fatherI suppose Im supposed to be in despair. Im supposed to be bawling my eyes out in the corner of my room, crying for anyone to comfort me. Im supposed to be drowning in a sea of melancholy.Hello mother, hello father
Im not.
Im only grieving over what could have been.
I kick my legs back and forth while sitting on the corner of the bed. My feet dangle over the edge still the bed is huge. Its a bed fit for a king but instead the princess sleeps in it. I look down at the ground, watching my bare feet swing back and forth, back and forth. I start to get a rhythm until I am interrupted by an i
is there anyway that you can come over tomorrow?
i really really want you to come over
call me if you can tonight
I'll ask, but I'd love to.
but dont worry about it
it doesnt matter
ILOVEYOU!
I am making my way over there pronto.
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~ paint your heart with the colors of your mind and you will find what it means to be truly happy ~
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its j bear!!!
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