

ProposalAlex ran his hands through his short black hair. His thumbs, callused from working, ran over the glasses, which hid his unnaturally blue, light-sensitive eyes, until his fingers laced behind his head. His feet were heavy on the wooden floors as he paced, left, right, left again. Over and over; thinking. Forever he seemed to be thinking lately. Ever since the thought had the audacity to come up in his mind he could do nothing but think about it. A mans sanity can only deal with so much at one time.Proposal
He finally stopped pacing in front of one of the few mirrors in his establishment. He looked at himself, he looked hard and long befor
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I'm Ron Burgundy.
You stay classy, San Diego.
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It's okay to eat fish,
'cause they don't have any feelings...
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You were there.
And suddenly everything mattered.
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the wise fortune cookie say " time is a great healer, but a lousy beautician"
member of *3dConnect
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-And priests in black gowns were walking their rounds, and binding with briars my joys and desires.-
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Chickeeeeeen~
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severus snape, you were amazing.
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Id rather die than spend this night here without u(w)
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[He Dreamed Up A God And Called It Christianity]
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