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[shadow=black,left][font=arial black]I am MUJ[/shadow]
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Paper Heart (Work in progress)
[glow=black,4,600]My eyes flew open and i screamed. I didn't care if the neighbour's heard. In fact, they were probably used to it. I reached out to grab my phone, then immediately drew back. He's not there... I breathed in and screamed again. He never would be.
How did we end up like this?
From the first day i met him, with his bright eyes and gorgeous smile, to the first date, to the little talks that meant so much, to the way he whispered how much he loved me when he thought i was asleep, until the last day we saw each other, i knew it. It. That was just the thing. We never knew what 'it' was, and i never will.
I continued to breathe in, then scream, as i thought about everything we'd done and how it had all ended like this.
I got out of bed and hurried over to the bookshelf. I knocked everything to the ground as i searched. Finally pulling out a folded letter caught between my two favorite books, i took a few steps back and sat on the bed. My shaking hands opened it almost silently. After reading it several times, i refolded it and placed it back without picking up my mess. I leaned my head back against the bed and whispered, "How did you change me? I used to be unbreakable"[/glow]
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OOC::
I love the smell of Axe, from a distance. That's all the girls in my class ever do besides me and my best friends. Just lotion, perfume, lotion, perfume.
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