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About A
Contributed by
hibissa
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Sunday, 30th March 2014 @ 09:11:19 PM in AEST
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When he speaks, its doubtless not always as accurate as measurements but as boldly stated as a rumour. He hides secrets under his lips, theyre uncertain and dry, much like his hair but trust me, in that theres much beauty. He likes to laugh genuinely- youll understand what that means when you meet him and if you do, please, notice the eyes. They once looked at me with trust and hope and so that night I trusted them more than the stars that have yet to fail me. If you upset him, notice the calm demeanour, its not one to be taken for granted. The buttons pressed do not turn him on but restore his own existing light. He treats them all different and he keeps them locked beside his bedstand. On a lucky day, hell take Isabella out and braid her hair-but thats it, hed always return her with her friends and slowly tuck them into his bedstand where they belonged. Isabelle warned me about his eyes, I took heed and yet discovered surprises those were the kind of wisdom they held.
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Re: About A
(User Rating: 1 ) by ladyfawn on
Sunday, 20th July 2014 @ 12:02:28 PM AEST (User
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i really liked 'he hides secrets under his lips', that's just sooo unique,
also how he handles his 'buttons being pressed', you obviously know
and care deeply for this man, knowing he is a steady fellow, who takes
upsets and throws them in a drawer, another beautiful write,
hugs n' love nessa |
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