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A warm, comforting cup of tea sat in my lap, surrounded by my fuzzy bathrobe. The sun was just peak imbiber the horizon, like a child who has been hiding under a blanket. Caleb’s strong hand holds mine, as warm and soothing as my tea. He leans over and kisses me on the cheek. He then gently whispers,
“Isn’t the sun beautiful today?”
“It’s as beautiful as you,” I said, turning to him. He smiles with delight and kisses me again, this time on my lips.
» Posted By Pasty Lace On 01.18.2015 @ 12:06 pm
Dating, something the world has twisted into something God never intended it to be. This is why I hate society.
» Posted By Pasty Lace On 05.03.2014 @ 7:56 pm
I knew I’d never compete with her in any way because she was pretty and I wasn’t. I had never even talked to him directly, I had no idea if he knew my name. But I still felt as if she was my enemy and I had to win him over more then she. Julianna is blonde and happy and supermodel material. I’m just the opposite. Nick prefers her probably because I’m younger and have hair the color of old caramel.
» Posted By Pasty Lace On 03.14.2014 @ 8:03 pm
she was perched on the window sill, her eyes raised to the glowing moon in the silent night air. he knew he’d never have. but he would have to try.
» Posted By Pasty Lace On 01.11.2014 @ 6:37 pm
caught in a crossfire between the two sides was her. he knew she was dead when she flopped to the ground, her blonde locks stained crimson from her own blood pooling from the shot through her brain.
» Posted By Pasty Lace On 12.29.2013 @ 11:44 am
i gently placed the wreath on his head, the flowers sitting perfectly on his hair. Much of my life was like this, being careful in every move i made.
» Posted By Pasty Lace On 12.15.2013 @ 8:47 pm
he was beautiful in all his entirety. he always looked amazing no matter what.
» Posted By Pasty Lace On 12.14.2013 @ 4:02 pm
He always liked my hair when it was ombre. I did too but someone it enhanced our relationship. His kisses were stronger and fuller and I laughed louder at his jokes.
» Posted By Pasty Lace On 12.13.2013 @ 7:58 pm
“if that’s what he saying about me, than I’ll just have to hit him right back.”
» Posted By Pasty Lace On 12.08.2013 @ 1:41 pm
“You were chosen to be their leader. If you back out now then the deal is off.” He stared at me blankly and I felt proud that I had scared a grown man so well.
» Posted By Pasty Lace On 12.07.2013 @ 1:34 pm
he followed me relentlessly, pursuing me as if he was the hunter and I his prey. But that was truly what we were playing. A game of mouse and cat.
» Posted By Pasty Lace On 12.06.2013 @ 8:53 pm
The rutter guided the ferry through the water, pushing closer and closer to the fog enveloped island. It’s only town, a port at where the ferry would dock, was we’re I was being exiled to. Maybe being a straight F student was not the best approach in life.
» Posted By Pasty Lace On 11.25.2013 @ 5:45 pm
“This is about me. Not you,” Noah told me. I tried to object but He kissed me. When I pulled away, his beautiful eyes stared into mine, making it hard not to kiss him again. “I’ll be back soon,” He whispered. I gently touched his arm as he slid out from under our canopied paradise.
» Posted By Pasty Lace On 11.12.2013 @ 10:17 pm
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“This is about me. Not you,” I told Noah. He tried to object but I kissed him. When I pulled away, his beautiful eyes stared into mine, making it hard not to kiss him again. “I’ll be back soon,” I whispered. He gently touched my arm as I slid out from under our canopied paradise.
» Posted By Pasty Lace On 11.12.2013 @ 10:07 pm