..."I like your style" she said. I've never been able to take a commitment, especially if it's from a frighteningly beautiful person. Hmm was the only sound I could make as I take another inhale of my cigarette. I hear the clatter of her red stilettos approaching closer to me. "I'm Jen" she said looking the other way "I can see you're not much of a talker and I'm too straight forward for small talk so we like you're style.. My boss and I. If you can play here's our CD. My numbers on the back." Handing me the disc her fingers brushed my hand, it felt like my knees went weak and my blood went cold. "I really hope we can jam out...soon" she said looking up at me. The moon light caught the blue in her eyes and made them sparkle. And it felt like before I could fully register what happened she was already walking away. I need to talk to her again I thought as I looked down at the cd. "#8057294781 𝓙𝓮𝓷 ❦"
( it's a short one but I'm the only one reading this so lol)
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sex, drugs, and rock and roll
RomanceMary Jackson a young aspiring artists and bassist dropped outta high school and moved to LA to start her dream. but is she gonna be ready for the life that follows the rock and roll dream or with she drown and be doomed the same end as many before h...
