"As the day went on I noticed that the students in my remaining classes where much larger in quantity than my first class, each having about 30 students in each class. However All the students where still the same, except for one He was in my Globle stuties class. It really hadn't been hard to imbarrass myself this time, by simply tripping and hitting my chin on the corner of the teachers desk with a nice loud crack. Their was a single boy who I had seen when I had taken a look across all the faces to see if anyone WASN'T laughing at me, and thats how I found him. He was sitting all the way in the back left hand corner of the room, to my amazment, next to the only empty seat. He sat tall and stern, with his pure white hair falling smoothly in front of his face. His eyes seemed to burn through his hair like fire. His eyes where what truely stole me away, they where a breath taking light crystial blue mix, with flecks of a daring crimson trying to take over the blue they seemed to dance together in his eyes like the calm wind on a summers day. His gaze caught mine before I could truely study his remaining features. I couldnt stand to look into those perfect eyes as they staired into mine, they seemed to stair right into the break of my soul, I felt unworthey of his gaze. I was nothing, and he i knew, was a god."
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Anger - Playing: life
Devious Comments
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I am Jezebel, Goddess of Life Itself now enjoy my youtube page!!
[link]
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I'd love to do the battle of the wits with you, but you appear unarmed.
Real Ad in the Classified Section of a Newspaper:
"We don't rip your clothes with machines; we do it carefully by hand."
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Life, love, and hate. And ocean of pain and misery brought along by complex feelings of blissful things from sweet words and actions.
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I'd love to do the battle of the wits with you, but you appear unarmed.
Real Ad in the Classified Section of a Newspaper:
"We don't rip your clothes with machines; we do it carefully by hand."
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Life, love, and hate. And ocean of pain and misery brought along by complex feelings of blissful things from sweet words and actions.
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Life, love, and hate. And ocean of pain and misery brought along by complex feelings of blissful things from sweet words and actions.
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I am Jezebel, Goddess of Life Itself now enjoy my youtube page!!
[link]
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Never apologize for your art.[link]hahah
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I'd love to do the battle of the wits with you, but you appear unarmed.
Real Ad in the Classified Section of a Newspaper:
"We don't rip your clothes with machines; we do it carefully by hand."
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