<font color=maroon> She sighed a little, before she let herself flop back onto the bed, laying on her back and staring at the ceiling, a fat salty tear making it's way down her cheek and landing in the shell of her ear as she tried, but didn't quite catch it on time. "I think we do, but I don't know if we can count on fate to do that."</font> -- . Gabe Marchino's Home .

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Date Posted: 13:29:41 03/27/05 Sun
Author: Ace
Subject: She sighed a little, before she let herself flop back onto the bed, laying on her back and staring at the ceiling, a fat salty tear making it's way down her cheek and landing in the shell of her ear as she tried, but didn't quite catch it on time. "I think we do, but I don't know if we can count on fate to do that."
In reply to: Gabe 's message, "All the sudden life is thrown back in my face
No matter where I go, how long I wander
I still feel so out of place " on 10:49:47 03/27/05 Sun

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"So your just going to give up instead of trying?" It aggravated him that she was just so resigned to them never being happy together, that she wouldn't even put forth the effort to see if they could make it work. When did she start living her life in such fear? A near growl played through his lips before he shifted to stand up, running a hand through his short tight curls. He was getting tense and when he was tense he wandered... (NT) -- Gabe, 19:54:06 03/29/05 Tue