I live...I think from now on all my stuff shall be prose and horsey pictures!
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It Appears I'm...It Appears I’m Marrying A Fictional Vampire… AND OO RUGRATS!It Appears I'm...
We’re walking up the lane of a country court yard. In front of us, rising from the emerald scenery is a house. Its roof a vibrant orange against the blue sky, its walls an odd colour of beige, it looks almost grey but it is beige. Beside us, as we walk, horses canter up and down the fence line. Now here is a place I’d like to live.
“Plenty of stables.” The real estate agent explains as I and my family continue to trounce up the gravel path towards the country home. “14, I believe. Great for horse lovers.”
by ~tayla1509
A Mobile Phone May Just...We’re taking Luis to football. Oh the Joy.A Mobile Phone May Just...
But to get to this football, we have to crawl up this duvet hill and kick balls over our heads and catch them again or we have to go back down and get them. I never knew football could make me this fatigued and bored.
So here I go, climbing up this duvet mountain, flicking the ball over my head with my feet and then, some how, climbing up this steep thing and catching it with my feet again.
I get to my feet with the ball wrapped under one arm and leap and bound over the creases, reaching the next hill we have to climb. Someone above us has dropped their bal
by ~tayla1509
My Mission: Find Vic MignognaI’m walking through the corridors of my simple school, on my way to maths. I look down at the ground floor, looking at the concrete and thinking how much it would hurt to hit that surface. I shudder internally.My Mission: Find Vic Mignogna
Suddenly Kristina and Kasmeen are flanking me. Blabbing on about something or another.
“Yeah. It’s great!” Suddenly Kasmeen turns to me, her arm over my shoulder. “You
should watch it, Tayla.”
I blink, keeping my pace steady.
“Watch what?” I ask.
“That new anime: Silver Marine.”
My first thought is: WHA
by ~tayla1509
I'm not your slaveI’m not your slave!I'm not your slave
I didn’t graduate. That was it. End of story.
“But Mum!” I cry as I race after her down the red corridor with old fashioned paintings hanging jagged along the red velvet walls. “I did! I got the grades! I graduated!”
However, she continues to ignore me, walking briskly away down the random corridor of the Royals. This was when I gave up, if she said it, I mustn’t. I mustn’t have graduated. So now I find myself walking through a diner… a very long, rec
by ~tayla1509
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- Current Residence: Gibraltar
- Interests: Writing, Reading, Badminton, Horse Riding, Recording random stuff, etc...
- Favourite poet or writer: Thomas Hardy
- MP3 player of choice: Sony
- Favourite game: Kingdom Hearts II
- Favourite gaming platform: PS2
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I like SKEL
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And yes I do like Seto! XD But what girl doesn't deep down? I don't think anyone can resist all that is Seto Kaiba. :L
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