"So it’s true, when all is said and done, grief is the price we pay for love."
E.A. Bucchianeri, Brushstrokes of a Gadfly
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CHAPTER Fourteen
My sharp irises scanned the page with a rapid paste, and I began to get nauseous. A sharp pain stung my chest, letting a whimper escape my parted, chapped lips, and my fingers traced over my hair, pulling it over my right shoulder, the tips bouncing past my collar bone,"Oh gosh."
My hands slammed the journal towards the force of gravity, the book making a soft thud when it landed on the mat layed out on the table in front of my brown, plush couch- much like a bean bag.
This is too much, all of this hurts more than I could explain to anyone, and all anyone has been doing is pouring pity into my throat, and I am becoming controlled by it.
And the thing is, I'm okay with that.
I run my teal painted fingernails through my hair, and my eyes freeze on the yellow envelope.
Letting out a sigh, I peel it open, my fingers lacerating into the middle of it, shredding the supports open, and wrench the papers out, ripping a few sides.
HEEEEY AVEEERYYY
So, how're you? I haven't seen you in a whole year, oh my gosh.
I miss you guys to death, I want to ship you here. Not to be creepy or anything(;
Well I love you to the universe and back.
(I know you have a boyfriend. Come on, tell me.)
September 12, 2010
What the Heck?
I glide the first one to the back. My eyebrows knitted together, my nostrils flickering, I read the next one.
Aaay, AVERY.
You can't be serious. I thought you would have a boyfriend by now (cough cough Hazza) haha.
Well, I miss all of you guys, Harry cooking for us, and well, to be honest, The flavored gum.
I love you to the universe and back.
September 27, 2010
"What th-" I whirled the evelope to the back face and my eyes teared up from exasperation.
Mullingar, Ireland.
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»Author's Note«
This is more of a filler Chapter so, eh. But it was fun writing, and I hope some of this kinda makes more sense. If not, you'll get it soon.
I love you.
stars can't shine without darkness.
xTiff(;
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Fanfic"The stars get angry at us, just like any other human being would if we ignored their shouts. They shout for love, but not to be loved, no. But for someone else to be loved. Did you know that?"
