Notes Notes curve around in our mind. Swerving left and right, up and down in time. Sounds come out of a beautifully crafted art work. Flowing freely through air to its audience. The begining; soft, sweet and true. Like a springs morning out by the stream. Bows move steadily, fingers move confidently, and the climax begins to build. Slow and steady till the heartbeat if the instrument and the player are one. Gradually getting louder, heavier, faster with the rest of the orchestra. The admiration and devotion to the music becomes known throughout. Rough, dangerous, no control or awareNotes
A Plauged Gift The sun kissed skin glows in its natural setting. Beams of light refracted off of rolling waves. Sand castles and sun bathing remind me of days spent with you. How we used to sit and talk in the sand all summer. The sound of your voice, laced with laughter and warmth. I miss those days. Waking up early, the 30 minute drive, the racing into waves, and just saoking up the rays. Laying out till the sun would go down and the mosquitos came out to play. Everyday was amazing with you. I can still remember burying you in the sand up to your neck. I laughed and you swore you would get back at me, and you did,A Plauged Gift
whats been going down?
nothing much here...just boring hills and shit like that...
i huess i should call you and talk to you and stuff...
hey, did you want to come to metroCon with me this summer?
if you did, and still do, e-mail me or send me a note, yeah?
Zexion out
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TURKS: F**king your shit up in style!
Send this to at least 15 people you love, including me if you care for me!
And if you get at least 10 back, you will recieve good news within 15 minutes!
~Let's see how many hearts you get! =]
All the best. Please continue sending you're own love to those you care for.
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I'm Axel i'm number 8 in the organization and my ukes are Roxas and Demyx so don't touch them!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! hahhahahaha I win! P.S. if you get a random email it sooooooooooo was not me
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I'm Axel i'm number 8 in the organization and my ukes are Roxas and Demyx so don't touch them!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! hahhahahaha I win! P.S. if you get a random email it sooooooooooo was not me
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I'm Axel i'm number 8 in the organization and my ukes are Roxas and Demyx so don't touch them!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! hahhahahaha I win! P.S. if you get a random email it sooooooooooo was not me
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