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Date Posted: Wed, Dec 15 2004, 6:02am PST
Author: Julia
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It is a passion flowing right on through your veins..


The beauty part of Julia was that she was the cuter, more innocent looking one - though she got around, it wasn't nearly as advertised, mostly because she looked, at first glance, like your innocent, goody-two shoes university girl who kissed her professor's asses and spent her weekends studying. This was not so - in fact, she was just coming from a party. She was never usually up this early but was still feeling the effects of a long night out - the girls had gotten back to their place around four and fallen into bed. A couple of hours of sleep and a short shower later, here she was, doing all manner of grumbling to herself, unable to force herself into even one more second of sleep.

She wore a pair of gray sweatpants with the waistband rolled down so the majority of her abdomen was exposed - inches and inches of smooth, tanned skin below her jewel encrusted navel, and a fitted gray hoodie, zipped up not quite high enough to hide anything, and not quite low enough to expose everything. Her dark hair was pulled into a haphazard ponytail high on her head, still damp from her shower. She hated how she was feeling - itchy and uncomfortable in her own skin and awkward, and all manner of disgusting. She sighed a little, running her fingers through her hair, and pausing before a couch for a moment before dropping herself onto it - exhausted but unable to catch anymore sleep on it's way by - once she was awake, she was awake.


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