Hold me close ch 1 -warning:BLChapter one: ArgumentsHold me close ch 1 -warning:BL
“Erk,” Luka muttered, wiping mud out of his eye and flinging it off his hand.
“You damn clutz,” Luke said, reaching his hand out. His alter-personality took it and was pulled to his feet. “Its not my fault! You pushed me!” “No, this is pushing you.” With that Luke pushed him and he fell with a thud into the mud. Again. “Whats your problem?” “You’re my problem.” “What did I do?” “Nothing. I just don’t like you.” “
almost finished with work....finally
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Marijuana is my Anti-Drug.
and it seems like im spending all the time i do have reading
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Marijuana is my Anti-Drug.
well who knows what the future brings
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"My hand thinks I'm an artist, but my heart knows i'm a poet." -Bright Eyes
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"My hand thinks I'm an artist, but my heart knows i'm a poet." -Bright Eyes
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Marijuana is my Anti-Drug.
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"My hand thinks I'm an artist, but my heart knows i'm a poet." -Bright Eyes
awsome work