( SOOOOOOOOOOO sorry i've been gone!! I have a play in less than a week and we have had rehersals everyday for the last two weeks! ))): )
I lean against the wall suddenly tired once again. I look over at the clock and gape at it because it says 2:30 in the morning. "Why are we all awake anyways????" I ask rhetorically.
I wrap my arms around Italy and snuggle into his chest, feeling his warmth on my arms and face. I look up at him, "Why can't I be as warm as you?? It's not fair." I say pouting a tiny bit.
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The course of true love never did run smooth.
Cowards die many times before their deaths; the valiant never taste of death but once.
Good night, good night! Parting is such sweet sorrow, that I shall say good night till it be morrow.
False face must hide what the false heart doth know.
Who could refrain that had a heart to love and in that heart courage to make love known?
When we are born we cry that we are come to this great stage of fools. ~William Shakspear
Sealand:Whats wrong Cali?"
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( SOOOOOOOOOOO sorry i've been gone!! I have a play in less than a week and we have had rehersals everyday for the last two weeks! ))): )
I lean against the wall suddenly tired once again. I look over at the clock and gape at it because it says 2:30 in the morning. "Why are we all awake anyways????" I ask rhetorically.
The course of true love never did run smooth.
Cowards die many times before their deaths; the valiant never taste of death but once.
Good night, good night! Parting is such sweet sorrow, that I shall say good night till it be morrow.
False face must hide what the false heart doth know.
Who could refrain that had a heart to love and in that heart courage to make love known?
When we are born we cry that we are come to this great stage of fools. ~William Shakspear
Italy hugs Hawaii
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I wrap my arms around Italy and snuggle into his chest, feeling his warmth on my arms and face. I look up at him, "Why can't I be as warm as you?? It's not fair." I say pouting a tiny bit.
The course of true love never did run smooth.
Cowards die many times before their deaths; the valiant never taste of death but once.
Good night, good night! Parting is such sweet sorrow, that I shall say good night till it be morrow.
False face must hide what the false heart doth know.
Who could refrain that had a heart to love and in that heart courage to make love known?
When we are born we cry that we are come to this great stage of fools. ~William Shakspear
Italy:Its natural Hawaii" kisses her cheek
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I lean and kiss Italy deeply. "Well then your just going to have to keep me warm." I say smiling warmly at him.
The course of true love never did run smooth.
Cowards die many times before their deaths; the valiant never taste of death but once.
Good night, good night! Parting is such sweet sorrow, that I shall say good night till it be morrow.
False face must hide what the false heart doth know.
Who could refrain that had a heart to love and in that heart courage to make love known?
When we are born we cry that we are come to this great stage of fools. ~William Shakspear
CA: "go to bed you too"
I giggle and say "Hey you stay out of this!" Sticking my tounge out at California like a true little sister.
The course of true love never did run smooth.
Cowards die many times before their deaths; the valiant never taste of death but once.
Good night, good night! Parting is such sweet sorrow, that I shall say good night till it be morrow.
False face must hide what the false heart doth know.
Who could refrain that had a heart to love and in that heart courage to make love known?
When we are born we cry that we are come to this great stage of fools. ~William Shakspear
CA: "no.. if your tired go back to bed"
"Yeah I actually am pretty tired...I havent gotten much sleep since last night..." I say quietly. I hold Italy's hand and squeeze it slightly.
The course of true love never did run smooth.
Cowards die many times before their deaths; the valiant never taste of death but once.
Good night, good night! Parting is such sweet sorrow, that I shall say good night till it be morrow.
False face must hide what the false heart doth know.
Who could refrain that had a heart to love and in that heart courage to make love known?
When we are born we cry that we are come to this great stage of fools. ~William Shakspear