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Date Posted: 23:25:38 01/31/06 Tue
Author: Haylie
Subject: As frustated as she was getting she needed a cigarette and she didn't even smoke. Her hand lifted to run through her hair as she finally turned to look at him, her eyes hidden from his gaze by the dark glasses. "Well, don't I feel special." She growled out, her eyes searching over his before they dropped over his chest. He still bore some marks from their nights together and she knew she still had a fading bruise on her neck from his passionate kisses. She swallowed heavily, tipping her head, trying her best not to be a big girl about this. She blinked rapidly before she let out a soft breath, trying not to let her actions betray her feelings and emotions but it was hard and by now obvious that she was a little shaken up.
In reply to: Kyrian 's message, "
Blame it on what you've been through
Blame it on what you're into
Blame it on your religions
Blame it on politicians

Look what a mess we've made of love
Look what a mess we've made
We've got ourselves to blame
Look what a bomb we've made of love..

We are the fuse and ammunition..
" on 21:53:16 01/31/06 Tue


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  • (He would have been fine had she not turned her eyes on him. It was the betrayed expression in them that had him back up a step and bring his hand up through his hair - the typical move he made when he was upset about something. The truth of it was, he'd only been able to perform with the blonde by closing his eyes to see her face, remembering the last night they had spent together. Now that her eyes were looking into his again he thought he might die if he didn't have her again, but he knew somewhere deep down he had blown it.) Yeah, well, one of us has to. (He muttered, ignoring the hotels rules and digging into his pocket, then growling when he realized his cell phone, room key and cigarettes were all safely locked into his hotel room. He looked down the hall, and saw the shut door and rolled his eyes.. some payback.) (NT) -- Kyrian, 23:31:46 01/31/06 Tue
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