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Number 57 - SacrificeIf I hand you my heart on a plate, will you look after it? It's flayed and broken; it's torn and bruised, but I think you'd be the best carer. Mend it, heal it and give it back to me when you are done. I can't deal with the pain it's in right now. Do you know the best medication for a broken heart? I don't. All I can do is give it into your care, and step back and wait. I am the girl of your dreams, masquerading as your best friend. I am the girl who has loved you from the moment she saw you, the girl who tried to get close but baNumber 57 - Sacrifice
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Dark StormsVolume One:PrologueBetween the ages of four and sixteen, in the United Kingdom anyway, a child will attend school. It is compulsory, though who knows how many of them actually learn anything. Still, some will go onto Sixth Form, University, good jobs and good careers (or bypass one or both of these and still attain a good life), and those must learn so much. In those twelve years, a lot of information is pumped into the brain, some of it retained and remembered for a lifetime, some slips out as soon as the foot steps out of the classroom. Like all children I attended school, and as it turned out my brain was a master at storing information. BDark StormsVolume One:Prologue
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Number 76 - Broken Pieces I“I’ve met someone else.” “Congratulations.” She drawled, stretching her legs out and swinging the chair halfway around to place her feet on the table. “She hot?” She took a long drag on the cigarette, keeping her eyes locked on him, half closed beneath the thick black eyeliner. “Hotter than you?” He questioned, straightening his back and crossing his arms. He wasn’t about to back down, and he looked ready for a fight. One she wouldn’t give. “No. I mean in general.” She rolled her eyes, reached for the table and flicked theNumber 76 - Broken Pieces I
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Number 92 - All That I HaveNumber 92 – All That I HaveNumber 92 - All That I Have
Their relationship was messed up. She didn’t need anyone to point it out. She was all too aware of the flaws that had buried themselves in them both since the first time he had taken her in his arms and kissed her. It had been the result of an odd night; she’d found out that the guy she kind of, almost had a thing with was now kind of, almost going out with another girl. He had seen the girl he liked in the corner of the club with another guy’s arms wrapped around her waist, whispering in her ear. They’d known each other for a couple of wee
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No Need for UndertakersIt has been said that a camera can steal a piece of a person’s soul. Where Nikki Casterline is concerned the papers are still undecided, thank God, even if the lawyers aren’t. Some headlines scream that Serena sold Nikki’s soul to the Devil himself, but of course that is utter nonsense. No mother would be capable of such a thing, and a soul should certainly have afforded the Casterlines a more posh and comely existence than the one they had. But in those days men were rather eager to sell, so perhaps some sort of divine inflation was to blame. Nevertheless, the publicity waNo Need for Undertakers
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Never too lateYou said this is how it was meant to be You never really loved me You said marrying me was a mistake Your love was all a fake But in my heart I knew that wasn’t true But there was nothing I could do So I let you go Leaving me heartbroken and aloneNever too late
When you think it’s too late to say…
Letting you go was the biggest mistake When you think you waited too long Finally realizing you was wrong When you think I don’t care anymore That you hurt me too much and I’ve closed the door Honey, I’ve been here all along Our love was
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- Favourite movie: Stardust, Enchanted, Happy Feet
- Favourite band or musician: Blink 182, My Chemical Romance, Alkaline Trio
- Favourite genre of music: Punk/Punk-Rock/Punk-pop
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i'm so glad that you enjoyed reading it.
it means a lot to me! <3
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so glad that you like it so much! ^-^
again, it means a lot to me.
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love and pain go hand in hand. it hurts so much that you drown in it.
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