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by zilzil4787 300 words, 3 comments, on Jun 2 4:49 PM 2004. In <200 lines, Depression, Romance, Young adult
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Jordan:
The stench of honeysuckles hung about in the air, threatening to drown Jordan as he breathed in too deep, continuing on his walk on the abandoned bike path with Jani -
It was easy for him to blame Janie. Easier than blaming himself at least. It was her fault he fell for her- the way she tucked her hair behind her ear unconsciously
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The music drifted into the kitchen, coercing Janie's feet to dance. Fluttering around the cool tiles, Janie was thrown into a rhythm and let go of her inhibitions.
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the pen whimpered for her, lonely, perched upon a dust scattered table. It had been forever since Janie had picked it up and attempted to capture some emotion. She
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The tears blocked Janie's vision as she ran into her bedroom, sobbing. She didn't even know why she was crying this time. Each time had run into one continuous pain
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by zilzil4787 300 words, 3 comments, on Dec 31 12:33 AM 2003. In <200 lines, Depression, Romance, Young adult
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Janie was ready to leave for the restaurant, and gathered her coat and walked to the door. On a whim, she picked up the phone. Staring at it for a few moments, she imagined t
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We sat in the car again. It seemed it was the only place that anything ever happened between us, a protective barrier against the world, against our fragile emotions. &nb
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You rang the doorbell even though you knew I was waiting impatiently by the door, my hand resting on the handle, anxious to begin our time spent together, as I always was. &nbs
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we were both high that night. Not the high created by cheap drugs and thrills, but the type of high that comes from laughing. Laughing so hard your eyes tear up. &n
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She was beautiful.
Not in the cookie cutter, society crafted way that most girls were, but in all the accidental, unconscious ways that can never be glamorized. He loved th -
We sat in the car, being comfortable in the silence as well as the words. And he said to me, "Do you ever think about what could have been?"
And I looked over at his fac
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