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Why I WriteWriting is something I can do most any were no matter the time of day it is.
It’s a way to be alone in a crowded room full of people who don’t see me or treat me as if I invisible.
When I write no one cares what I look like, my hair color, or my race.
When I write no one cares, I can use words to speak without opening my mouth and saying a word. When someone reads my work it’s like I’m standing in the center of the room screaming at the
top of my lungs so everyone can hear me and no one says a word tell I’m done. I write to make them listen to what I have to say. Why I Write
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Request: A Lover's WordsWho...Who can do this to me?
Who can make me take a second breath with just a few words? Who can make me stumble over myself, make me doubt myself?
When you love someone, you would give up anything and everything for them without a second thought. But it's more than that.
She makes you laugh without being funny. She makes you smile when you aren't happy....well, that's not true. She makes you smile BECAUSE you're happy. Because of her.
You constantly seek her approval. You constantly seek to please her, to gratify her, and when she praises you, you feel like you just won a freaking Oscar. &n Request: A Lover's Words
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Blake Teaches: Prologue"What do you mean, they won't allow me to go!?  I'm your Human Servant, aren't I?"  The petite necromancer yells at the Local Master of the City, perfectly aware that every creature in the vicinity can hear her.
"They have informed me that no one is going to bring their Human Servant to this event, as they may be harmed during the encounter."  The vampire's voice is as controlled as always and the woman is quite annoyed with his lack of emotions.
The necromancer controls her breathing in a meditation style before responding.  She looks the local master in his midnight blue eyes Blake Teaches: Prologue
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Anita Blake Extra Part 1“She comes.” He whispered. If it had been anyone else I would have said he was scared.

The woman that strode into the room took me to be the kind of person to stay away from. She also didn’t seem like the kind of person Jean-Claude would keep as a pet.
Over her jet-black trench-coat, I could she that her Scandinavian-blond hair was cut with precision above her shoulders, angling down from the back of her head. Her bands were cut to cover her right eye, side bangs from the left side. When she turned to face us, I was insanely jealous. People, dead or alive, human or animal, should not be permitted to have ey Anita Blake Extra Part 1
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Anita Blake - AnitaAnita was in Jean Claude’s office at Guilty Pleasures. Standing there in the oriental black and white room she felt uncomfortable. She crossed her arms and touched the butt of her gun for comfort. There, she felt better already. At least she could draw the gun on the smiling bastard but that wouldn’t be fair. She was the one that had gotten herself into this predicament in the first place. It was her fault.
Currently, Anita was dating two men. The first was as perfect as a wet dream except for the fact that he was a vampire, a pretentious bastard and had threatened to kill the other boyfriend that she was dating. Great, Anita Blake - Anita
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lost it

Thu Nov 19, 2009, 4:11 PM

ok so my sister's getting married...not any time soon... and im the M.O.H. aka the Maid of Honor

any way so i have to give that stuiped MOH speach. well i gotit all written up and every thing and guess what.... go on guess.... i lost the stuiped thing.... so now if some one finds it at my school they have my MOH speach... am really losen it here

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