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Chapter 11 The only words to describe the next few weeks of Max’s life were: full of change. Max spent time with himself. He allowed himself to feel and think about things he never liked to previously visit in his mind. His fascination with the intricacies of scientific discoveries that had always made him apprehensive because they reminded him of the ephemeral nature of existence was one. He took time to take apart devices and put them back together, he read a comic book, watched a movie he’d
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thank you The next chapter...well I've been itching to write again so perhaps soon!
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thank you The next chapter...well I've been itching to write again so perhaps soon!
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hang in there!
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Naughty devil.
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Cam is based off of someone i know . He's very interesting to me, hehe. I'm glad you like the new and improved relationship between the two
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Heavy conversation is good!
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;DThere's only a little bit left. A few strings left that need to be cut or loosely tied. ! Im GLAD YOU UNDERSTAND MY VISION! THANK YOU. Haha.
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It was a day like any other. There was nothing on TV, the weather outside was gray, snow dusted the rooftops and billowed in the wind like leaves in the autumn, transporting dead bugs and twigs from place to place. It was bleak, as winters can be, and it was beginning to have an effect on Sam He flicked idly through the channels as he waited for his cell phone to go off at any second. He’d been waiting for a call from Max all day. There was nothing good on, at all. Ugh. He felt like he’d
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Max stared back. “We’re talking now, aren’t we?” “As in…over there, in my room.” Sam nodded over to the door leading into his room. “Fine.” Max got up and followed Sam through the hall into Sam’s room, furnished in dark wood pieces and navy blue bed sheets. Max shut the door behind himself, feeling slightly congested despite the open space. Sam walked to the window and stared out for several minutes, as if getting his thoughts together. Ma
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I've always been into people older than me, perhaps because i consider myself mature for my age in some ways (not so much in others ) Idk, I've been told I was born to be with an older person I think its true.
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Don't try so hard. if you're trying, you just dont have it.
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such pretty folk in this thread
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BEST SONG EVER!
