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  • Archive Re: Valentino's [4]

    I smile and kiss him back, still exited.

    Apr 23, 2012
  • Archive Re: Valentino's [4]

    I shake my head at him. "I can't believe we're married..." I sighed, smiling.

    Apr 23, 2012
  • Archive Re: Valentino's [4]

    I smile wide. "I'm not." I said, rolling on my stomach.

    Apr 23, 2012
  • Archive Re: Valentino's [4]

    I shake my head. "Nope." I smile.

    Apr 23, 2012
  • Archive Re: Valentino's [4]

    I I watch him. "You tired?" I ask, wrapping my arms around him.

    Apr 23, 2012
  • Archive Re: The Stadium (In the Process of Ending/No longer accepting)

    Jesse I didn't have the golden ball. Pretty disappointed, because I really wanted to fight her. Ivan had it and I swallowed, realising this was probably not going to end ...

    Apr 23, 2012
  • Archive Re: Saskia's Resort and Waterpark

    Rayah - I walk into the Resort, tilting my sunglasses down to look around, letting my blonde hair fall from the pony tail. Jasmines holding my hand, her tiny fingers ...

    Apr 23, 2012
  • Archive Re: Valentino's [4]

    I move my face infront of his and kiss his nose playfully.

    Apr 23, 2012
  • Archive Re: Valentino's [4]

    I move my lips to his cheek and smile.

    Apr 23, 2012
  • Archive Re: Valentino's [4]

    I smile and cuddle up next to him, still in the dress and kiss his neck.

    Apr 23, 2012
  • Archive Re: Valentino's [4]

    I nod, smiling, when it starts raining thunder and lightning. I swallow, shivering.

    Apr 23, 2012
  • Archive Re: Valentino's [4]

    I nod, leaning against him. "I need to get used to it though."

    Apr 23, 2012
  • Archive Re: Valentino's [4]

    I smile, "Rayah Carter..." I mused. "That sounds cool."

    Apr 23, 2012
  • Archive Re: Valentino's [4]

    I grab his hand and kiss him cheek. "I love you."

    Apr 23, 2012
  • Archive Re: Valentino's [4]

    I look over at Jace and motion him over.

    Apr 23, 2012


You may deem me romantic, my dear sister, but I bitterly feel the want of a friend.
— Mary Shelley, Frankenstein