

salvami.in one swift movement, she cut the engine of her beat-up car before sinking into the leather interior seats. she couldn't remember how long she was driving, nor did it matter to say the least. the only sense of real time she had was the miniscule glow on her dashboard,salvami.
and even that, she covered up with a hat that rested on her head for the whole drive there.
her luscious ebony hair fell across her pale skin, like precious silk against a porcelain doll, and her eyes- her dark eyes mirrored the emptiness of the starless night sky before her. why she was there, she didn't know anymore; everything was a blur


lifetimes.it is wild. it is reckless. but there she is anyway, beside him for the world to see (that is, if they were watching.) he is beautiful. he is handsome. he holds magic inside his body as he turns the mundane to beauty. he holds her heart in the palm of his hand. she is simple. she is sweet. she finds irrestability in his words, whether they be lies or truths. she finds an odd form of happiness when he is around.lifetimes.
an airplane flies over them. it sends a streak of brilliance through the quiet, cerulean sky. it's night time, it's summer time - the fireflies are floating in the air, there is no silen
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i dont really understand how this thing works...
I love their smilies! hehehe
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"There are two ways of spreading light: to be the candle or the mirror that reflects it." -Edith Wharton
i r super confused.
wait well they show in the comments you leave to me. you mean you want it like how I have mine on the bottom?
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got bass??
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