| A poem..people seemed to like it, so i htought i should feature it for now |


Story LifeHe stood outside the bathroom; leaning against the wall and twisting his hair boredly while he listened to his mate lose her breakfast. Again.Story Life
It was a normal occurrence for the last couple of weeks. He'd get up before her, train for a little while and then bring some toast up to their room for her to eat while he showered. She'd half-heartedly eat it while she fed their daughter, Emily, and about 10 minutes later, she was in the washroom with him, throwing up in the toilet.
The fact that she was getting sick both scared him, and excited him. He didn't know what he would do if she was sick -he's no doctor!- but on th
| Ok so its time for an update. Im a loser child and i like to talk to people, i love to write sometimes. Other times im forced to write and then its all like..hmmm... I will write something for you, but depending on the mood im in, depends on when you'll get it haha. I also love people, not like humanity, because 99% of the time they piss me off, but people i like. umm, thats it for me |
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:iconiamyourleader: made my icon base
The only similarity between love and hate is the obsession~
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:iconiamyourleader: made my icon base
The only similarity between love and hate is the obsession~
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"son im with the government"
"What one"
"Does it matter, im FBI, CIA, RCMP and the EIEIO"
"what was that last one?"
"nothing >.>"
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:iconiamyourleader: made my icon base
The only similarity between love and hate is the obsession~
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"son im with the government"
"What one"
"Does it matter, im FBI, CIA, RCMP and the EIEIO"
"what was that last one?"
"nothing >.>"
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:iconiamyourleader: made my icon base
The only similarity between love and hate is the obsession~
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