Bye NickNick move over make room for Chuck Cause you know what chuck rhymes with He's more awesome than a duck that's right look at my luck Nick your gone Chuck it's on love you baby and Chucks a better kisser.Bye Nick
Dreamy ChuckOh Chuck OhDreamy Chuck
Oh You know how to kiss oh
oh What do you think about this oh
oh kiss me take me to another room away from your parents away from your sister just u and me Oh chuck oh
oh
Quinn's Swiss KissYou and I only had one kiss : )Quinn's Swiss Kiss
After that hot cocoa which I think was Swiss : )
While you’re in jail it is you I miss : )
Your brother is also cute, his name is Kris : ) Your anger is like a snake, hisss : )
We used to have bliss : ) Until you like had to diss : ) We still have this : ) That one Kiss : )
Sexy Nick with his shawlNSexy Nick with his shawl
How I love the sweet scent of your axe as we frolic through the mall : ) When I ride the escalator with you I feel so small : ) I know you’ll never let me fall : ) Yeah, you’re tall : ) If I were Cinderella, you would take me to the ball : ) Every night I wake and just wait for your call (or text message, but that doesn’t rhyme) : ) If you were a horse I would clean your stall If ever there was a dog that would try nad maul You would for sure protect me with your shawl (he’s not gay, he just likes clothes) : ) Stop going into bars, and starting a brawl :
The Marliana Doc, ch.1Chapter OneThe Marliana Doc, ch.1
She wasn’t pretty. Maybe that’s the most important part of this story—she wasn’t pretty, and she was young. Alexandra Biblia Lewis was only twelve when it happened, although the story starts way before that. She was a writer. That’s important, too. It was a dark and stormy night. The nights in the beginnings of Allie’s stories were always dark and stormy. This wasn’t terribly original, and she knew this. Allie felt mildly ashamed of this at times, because as the outcast of her small private school she felt obligated
Broken Fantasy...& nothing in the world can out-weigh the hurt you've given me. Left me with nothing but scars that only I can see.Broken Fantasy
I'll remember you as the gust of wind that came and left with a Blow, creating memories in the moment where Time ceases to pass.
Realiy is harsh, but I've accepted this faiirytale's conclusion Stardust of love blinds the eye, and creates fantasyic illusions...
Love you long time since I've been on
Lust
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