funny...
well thanks, i'll repost it for you.
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[hr][sup] i think i have a major headache. at first i though this was some sort of joke, the whole love games thing. it just didn't seem logical, but the one part i couldn't make sense of was: the angel. her snowy white wings weren't some kind of weird hallucination, or i would have recognized the signs. she was the entire reason that my head couldn't stop spinning. in fact, the whole thing was an insolvable problem, that i couldn't stop turning over, analyzing. i had researched angels with no real results, as, the shouldn't exist. but they did. or at least, i saw one. all the myths with cupid made little sense, and talked very little about his daughters. very little of what i read actually said he had daughters, and it's the one time that i couldn't rely on any logic or look for any information. honestly, it kind of scared me.
here i was, standing in heaven, with a head ache. not that i was religious, but i didn't think the first time i saw heaven i would feel like the nonexistent ground was spinning beneath me feet.
today is february fourteenth. that's the fact i focus on as i looked around at my surroundings, unable to take a step. ahead of me is a long corridor, and i consider heading down it. the doors are open, so i can easily see past them and into the hall. i lean slightly forward to try and get a better look down the hall, to see where i might be going. i take my right arm across my body, and place three fingers on my left wrist. my heartbeat lies beneath my fingers, steady as ever, but speeding up. of course i am nervous, i am in heaven. i move my right arm back to my side, and take shaky steps down the hall.
the temperature here is perfect, after all, it's heaven. my shoes make little sound as i walk slowly down the hall, my eyes wandering over the color gold to many times to count. everything here is beautiful, it's like everything. but nothing how i imagined it. i curl my fingers so that they bite into my palms to assure myself a second time that this is real. since my nails are short, so i press my fingers further into my palm so that the slight pain assures me that i am still living. living in a place that should't be real.[/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0px; border-left: 2pt PaleGreen double; border-right: 2pt white double; width: 230px; height: 150px; border-radius: 30px; overflow: hidden][fancypost bgcolor=; border:none; height:150px; width:230px; overflow: auto][align=center][sup]OOC
[hr][sup]sorry i took so long. it was kinda rushed, but i hope you don't mind.[/fancypost]
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[size=3pt][color=Seashell]credit to: kicksie ! for idea[/size]








































