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The nice thing about having such a physical job is that it is very useful for getting out frustration and aggression. - So would learning self-defense. I would have learned some kind of martial art so fast. I'd have been paranoid. Come to think of it, I did pick up a few things over the years in terms of self-defense. Who? That blonde that’s been coming over? - How do you know??? Stalker. You know what I’m capable of. Ask yourself what I’d do to someone I don’t love. - He needs a beat down. Where's Robbie? I'll bring him with me and we'll take his punk ass down before Danny so much as blinks.

By the time the doctors found the brain tumor, it was too late. - *gushing tears* Poor Michael! watching Raiders of the Lost Ark - A classic! I knew I’d never eat tiramisu again without thinking about my tongue in Daniel’s mouth. - I need a fan. *grabs a nearby file folder and fans herself* We spent the rest of the night proving exactly how comfortable. - Hee hee hee. He didn’t even run away when he met Robbie, and that alone made him marriage material. - LMAO! The bestie seal of approval! Trevor was out of jail. - Noooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo.

Pfft. Believe me, I'm well beyond warning tags after MaddoxGrey's Waiting in the Throes and all of MaddamRedder's work.

Hee hee, kissing on the first date. We both wanted to play with the same toy and ended up pounding the shit out of each other. - Huh? That sounds like best friends forever to me. I don’t like to talk about Trevor. - He's just sounding worse and worse by the minute.

Uh-oh. I'm not liking the sound of that Trevor guy.

I wandered over here out of curiosity and am I glad I did. I'm loving this already.

Go grab a coat and the power of attorney documents. I’ll tell you everything on the way to the hospital. - OMG! *freaking out over here* Crap! Battery's dying on my laptop! *dives for the cables and plugs* Safe! Romeo fell down the stage lift. - Oh shit! I picked them up from the jeweler earlier today. I was going to ask him after opening night. - *flips table in frustration* Dagnabbit, Julian. It's not like you even knew this was gonna happen. Romeo looked at Julian with blank eyes. “Should I know you?” - *flips table again* He fumbled for his phone then hit speed dial number one. He’d never had the heart to change it. - *gushing tears* Dagnabbit...he better move back in within three weeks or something. My heart can't take it. lmao.

Romeo pulled the tie away from under Julian’s shirt collar. “Okay. I will move in with you.” “You will?” He just needed to hear it one more time. - Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee. I love these two.

“Are you afraid of getting bored?” Then he suddenly grinned. “If so, just give him a blowjob. Although…Maybe not while you’re on the highway.” - LMAO! OMG Jonah. “No, over the bannister. We always eat on the terrace.” - I'm dying of laughter.

Then the tip of his tongue came out to lick his lips clean of a bit of chocolate sauce. What had he just done? - Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee. When he finally looked over at Mr. J. Gerald’s table again, he was gone. Well, there was always tomorrow. - Aww. Jonah slash Paris was expertly feeding his lover cheesecake.- Wait, what? Eeeeeeeeeeeeee, a cameo!! Oh, wait, DUH...Romeo's ROME. Paris drank the rest of his vanilla latte... - Guess he let go of his hate of vanilla latte's with the return of Ren, ha ha. Romeo shook his head. Disheveled J was too cute. - He's so smitten. Romeo and Julian. Julian and Romeo. Paris would have a fit. - LMAO! I loved this!!

Ok, this story needs a little more recognition. This one has a touch of (fantasy/sci-fi/supernatural?) whimsy! There is action, there is drama, there is trauma...the characters are colorful and the protagonist struggles to define himself and rise well above memories of the past. I loved it.

Ok, Red Running Shoes. How did I end up here? Right! Aditus has a writing style that is like (how can I best describe it?) artwork! All of the stories are pieces of art. It's like Aditus took a canvas and laid out the colors into segments that no one can quite figure out until all of a sudden, BAM! It's there...a tapestry as big as a wall, as big as the night sky when seen in the utter darkness of the woods. To me, personally, and I emphasize that this is only my opinion since it's my own personal upbringing...it's the deliciousness of a Latin soap opera that has been refined to the level of a high quality romantic movie. When you start wanting to yell at and shake characters as if they were real people or, hell, your own best friends or a family member...you know that you're mentally sucked into the tale. Red Running Shoes is one of my top favorites of Aditus's work thus far. Hate leads to love, which leads to- wait, I think that would be too much of a spoiler. Just read, already.

It’s time to bury the past and behave like adults. Right?” /“And I'll take over as soon as I can. I mean if you want me to; it's your job now."/ "We’ll see.” I took in a deep breath. “We’re professionals.”/ “I hear you.” - I loved this part so much, ha ha. "If I must. I'd even buy you cold meds, read you a goodnight story, get myself a second nipple piercing, and kiss you to make you all better. If I must." - *gushing tears* Thank goodness. They were both in sore need of a spanking. Drove me nuts. But, it was beautiful. I'm glad that the bracelets falling apart didn't deter Ren from trying one more time. *rolls around in joy*

Ok, while I am not happy at his decision, I still respect it. He has good intentions wanting Ren and Sandro to move on. However, I still adamantly want him with Ren. I don't care how long it takes.

No. He saw me with Sandro and ran. - Ironic, isn't it? lmao. Michael and I aren’t together anymore. - WHAT? Noooooo, what happened? The silver metal I used for them has sharp edges, it will rub through the hair eventually, and the bracelets will break. - Well, that's heartbreaking.

Ren finally saw the pics! Jonah, you know your feelings for REN are way bigger than for Sandro’s. Stop trying to pretend they aren’t or you’ll end up cheating on Sandro and make everything so much worse.

Sandro...I hurt so much for you. But, if you really care for Jonah, you’d throw his confused butt into Ren’s arms.

Uh-oh...Chris, you’re adorable and all...and bless you for choosing Mike... but, what news do you bring to Jonah?

Sandro’s the best, I’m so curious about those last closeups he took and how they came out. It’s not too late for him to question Ren even now.

Well, you’re making me want to learn German just to read your original drafts. Spanish and kindergarten French are all I know at the moment other than English.

What language do you usually write in?

"Clean cut, huh?" Without even thinking long, I grabbed one of Matteo's extremely sharp knives and cut my freshly braided hair directly below the tie. - GASP. That was both absolutely badass and so very dangerous! It's hard to cut hair with a knife, you'd have to saw it all off. He could have hurt himself. Now I sound like a mother, lmao. Tony raised an eyebrow. "No problem. Sandro will kill me if his pretty model doesn’t look his best.” “What? How do you know about that?” - Seriously, what is UP with this town? Everyone's all up in everyone else's business. It sure is hilarious though. It hurt, it still fucking hurt. Fuck! I missed him; God I so fucking missed him. - You know, if you actually got out of him the truth...wouldn't it be better to know for certain??? And if he really did, you know, just knee him in the gonads?

On the morning of our one-year anniversary - whoa, a year already? what happened guys? aaaaaarghs... Yes, the one with my cheating ex-boyfriends. - Crap. Crappity crap crap crap. I really hope he's just misunderstanding what he saw. "Yeah …uhm…we've been together since last Friday. Well, it was supposed to be a surprise. I wanted to tell you last night, but…" Chris stuttered. - EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE! Yay Chris x Mike! *throws rose petals in the air* All he said was 'Because we could.’ - Uh-oh! I really REALLY hope Chris misunderstood that, too. This is madness and it isn't even Sparta.

Wait, wait, I think I'm starting to see the big picture here. Uh-oh. What could have ruptured paradise?

I'm so sickeningly happy, I don't even know what to do with myself. Yay, Ren!