True l’amour knows no bounderies *sigh* You'll never know what that means, unless you're me. True l’amour doesn't care what one looks like. True l’amour doesn't care who ou WHAT toi are. I am probably the only one who fully understands this.
You're l’amour could be the cute guy who smiles at toi in class, he could be the one who helped toi stand up after toi fallen. He could be you're best friend...Or someone who has truly been there all along, etc. Thats me. I'm an etc.
For those of toi that don't know me my name is Luna. My parents are hippy freaks who named my sister, Star, and I after natural beuties. sometimes it get irritating, but I l’amour the name. Even if it is just a spanish moon. I have black hair, it is very wavy which irrtates me no end. I always straiten it, and I have to keep on dyeing it so my hair stays a fresh black. People think becasue of my figure I'm little miss perfect...they have no idea. Mainly because, my looks are the only thing I have patince in. I can't learn an intrument, I can't cook ou clean. I just don't want to sit there and learn how. Besides looks are plus important....right?I was so wrong at that time. But hey, l’amour can awaken anyone. It sure has awaken me.
My parents are hippy freaks.....but they are really rich because of my dad's best selling books. They won't let me have anything exept cloths though. So even though it's wrong, I'm going to have to steal some money from my dad's wallet to go to the films If I hadn't made that desision, I wouldn't be where I am now.
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END of chapter one. I NEED to make my écriture better, so tell me if anything was wrong and I'll make it better suivant time. OK?
You're l’amour could be the cute guy who smiles at toi in class, he could be the one who helped toi stand up after toi fallen. He could be you're best friend...Or someone who has truly been there all along, etc. Thats me. I'm an etc.
For those of toi that don't know me my name is Luna. My parents are hippy freaks who named my sister, Star, and I after natural beuties. sometimes it get irritating, but I l’amour the name. Even if it is just a spanish moon. I have black hair, it is very wavy which irrtates me no end. I always straiten it, and I have to keep on dyeing it so my hair stays a fresh black. People think becasue of my figure I'm little miss perfect...they have no idea. Mainly because, my looks are the only thing I have patince in. I can't learn an intrument, I can't cook ou clean. I just don't want to sit there and learn how. Besides looks are plus important....right?I was so wrong at that time. But hey, l’amour can awaken anyone. It sure has awaken me.
My parents are hippy freaks.....but they are really rich because of my dad's best selling books. They won't let me have anything exept cloths though. So even though it's wrong, I'm going to have to steal some money from my dad's wallet to go to the films If I hadn't made that desision, I wouldn't be where I am now.
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END of chapter one. I NEED to make my écriture better, so tell me if anything was wrong and I'll make it better suivant time. OK?
Shaun
Three months later, we were apparently "an item".
She had me twisted around her little finger. She could have made me jump in front of a bus, all that was needed was one look from her "love me, toi know toi want to" chocolat brown eyes.
I paid attention to her every move, her every word.
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When I first told her I loved her, I was expecting rejection, but she surprised me. She kissed me, and a dit she loved me too. The sun revolved around where she stood.
Nothing else mattered.
Three months later, we were apparently "an item".
She had me twisted around her little finger. She could have made me jump in front of a bus, all that was needed was one look from her "love me, toi know toi want to" chocolat brown eyes.
I paid attention to her every move, her every word.
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When I first told her I loved her, I was expecting rejection, but she surprised me. She kissed me, and a dit she loved me too. The sun revolved around where she stood.
Nothing else mattered.
