I hate doing these since they have nothing to do with the spot, but after a mois of being AWOL I figured I pretty much had no choice.
So, here it goes.
Dear Friends (and people who aren't my friends, please toi creepy stalkers GTFO nobody likes toi and this is serious and emotional and its already embarassing enough already so stop making it worse serioously toi freaks), Sorry I've been gone for like ever. Truth be told, I've been having some serious friend and family issues, and I have to be honest with you; I never really felt like coming on to talk to...
Because you kink your eyebrow when you're trying to be cute!
My BL Alphabet for the Ultimate Brucas Contest ♥
A is for Anything. "Anything for you."
B is for Brilliant, Beautiful & Brave. "Brilliant, and beautiful, and brave. In two years she had grown plus than anyone I had ever known. Brooke Davis is going to change the world someday. I'm not sure she even knows it."
C is for Call. "Hey Brooke... Call me if toi need anything, okay?"
D is for Destiny. "Alright, toi say Brooke’s the one, your soulmate. Well, if that’s the case, call upon destiny ou providence ou whatever forces are gonna bring toi two together and make the shot."
i got bored and this was just something i did so my hands had something to do ou i would slap someone, and i try not to promote violence, so i guess i should disclaim it, yeah i dont own oth and toi all know that.
Jamie doesn't get love
I don’t get old people ou the whole l’amour thing. I mean, I think I know what l’amour is. I l’amour Momma and Dad, and of course I l’amour Chester, and I l’amour Aunt Brooke and Uncle Lucas, and I l’amour Uncle Skillz and Nanny Deb, and I l’amour basketball, basket-ball and ice cream and I l’amour my wii. l’amour doesn’t seem that complicated.
I don’t know why old people have such a problem with...
okay so this is my latest spir of the moment fanfic, its sort of bl. sort of. its from peytons pov. MDR a crazy sl that popped into my head while watching oth. its sorta breyton/leyton/brucas. plus so breyton imo.
“Good Friends can ask anything of each other. Great Friends never have to, questions are answered unspoken”
I didn’t say it, but I knew that it was what I was asking, and she knew it too.
I thought I was okay with it, but I wasn’t, I wasn’t okay with watching my best friend and my ex boyfriend fall in love. And to make matters worse...