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I'm Sorry"I'm sorry" he admits in a somberly reflective tone, glaring absent mindedly at a non-existant stop on the timber floor.I'm Sorry
"Sorry? What ever for?" she questions, intrigued yet wary. They had only been 'together' for a month and a half and she was constantly on edge, fearing he may come to his senses and leave her for someone better. More beautiful. More smart. More sexy. More lively. More 'appropriate'. Better.
"I'm sorry we had to wait. I wish we could have started earlier. I'm sorry" he says sadly, turning his head slightly towards his much younger girlfriend but still not looking away from the ground.
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by ~Dancing-Diva
The Forgotten Elf - 4Mounting my dark black stead, I go ahead of Aragorn, far ahead so as not to be noticed. It would not do for them to be seen with some mysterious woman leading them away from the rest of the men. Slipping into the dark long road to Dimholt, I wait for the others; I wait for Aragorn to lead us.The Forgotten Elf - 4
Slowly they catch up and Aragorn passes me with a nod and smile, Legolas and Gimli following tightly behind. I catch a look of distrust, evident on Gimli’s scowling face quite the opposite of Legolas’ look of disbelief and wonder.
I follow behind Legolas’ white horse, keeping an eye on our surroundings and listeni
by ~Dancing-Diva
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- Interests: Ballroom dancing, writing & reading
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- Favourite artist: Me!!!! Even though I couldn't draw to save my life...
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- Favourite photographer: Me!!!!
- Favourite style of art: Me!!!! hang on a second...
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Don't wish,
Don't start,
Wishing only
Wounds the heart...
~I'm Not That Girl from Wicked
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Without life what would we do?
YOU'RE IT!!! =^.^=
YOU HAVE BEEN CONSIDERED ONE OF MY SWEETEST FRIENDS ON MY LIST
ONCE YOU HAVE BEEN TAGGED YOU HAVE TO TAG 5 OF YOUR SWEETEST FRIENDS AND LET THEM KNOW THEY ARE SWEET
FAKE FRIENDS: Will ignore this
Send this 2 at least 5 ppl including me if u want =^.^=
If you wake up in a red room with no windows and doors, DON'T panic.. you're just in my heart!!!
Send this to all the friends you want to keep forever...
Send this to all of your friends, and me if I am one. If you get 7 back you are LOVED!!!
Here are the numbers of what kind of friend you are based on how many you get back..
1-3 - you're a friend
4-6 - you're an okay friend
7-9 - you're a good friend
10+ - you're a great friend
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Hover kitty says wrrrrr
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Plays you like a cheap piano
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“Now me lay down to sleep.
Mow da zeebas down like sheep.
Give dem to me nice and dead.
Me no happy ‘til me fed.”
-Bedtime prayer of crocs, Pearls Before Swine
My Faith in Humanity:294
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My father died, and then I cried
But I failed to see-
I'm not alone, to sit on the throne.
He lives inside of me.
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'I don't need anything if I've got you' ~ what kind of person uses such crap? Oh right, the guy I like said that... to me... damn...
Life is good.
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My father died, and then I cried
But I failed to see-
I'm not alone, to sit on the throne.
He lives inside of me.
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