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Buy My BOOK !
Here's the link:
It's called "Our story", and I think you'll all enjoy it!
the preface is at the bottom of my profile aha:
Also, I've posted one of the chapters on my page, so if you want a little taste you can read it's under "Our story, chapter 5-oh holy night"
peace & love
Guess who's back???
You guys probably haven't visited my page in a while, and most of you probably won't ever know that I'm back but here I am. I'm going to re-post the work that I had taken off so it will be there. Might take some time, but it will happen. Also, I plan on trying my hardest in being there for all of you and supporting your work, but I'm going off to University in a month and that might be hard, but I WILL try. Glad to be back<3
I love love LOVE photography<3
* ENTER MY WORLD
I'm a lover I'm a fighter I'm an artist I'm a writer
I'm starting University in September!!!!!! I will major in English litterature and minor in arts to be a teacher one day :)
I come from a small town and a big family. I love reading, writing, drawing, photagraphy, basically anything to do with art, but I also love sports. I'm very open to suggestions so please don't be scared to tell me what you think C;
I've been writing for as long as I can remember, plan to
continue and maybe make a career out of it. Wish me luck at
University!And I think that's pretty much all I have to say
Sing-Song <3 And
don't you know my heart is open, oh,
it's putting up the fight,
and I've got this feeling,
that everything's alright,
and don't you see,
I'm not the only one for you
but you're the only one for me.♥
I love Kayla<3
I take a sip of the punch and then lay my cup down on the table. It is when I turn back around that I see him.
A tall, pale and dark haired man walking my way. And even though his black mask covers half his face, he still takes my breath away.
He comes closer still, never taking his gaze off me, and I fear I could not turn away from him if I tried.
“Good evening Miss.” He says is a raspy, attractive voice.
A greeting. That’s all. But even so, that greeting is what’s making my heart beat faster then ever before.
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