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05-02-2007, 05:35 PM
I pulled my sleeve down. I looked from Ayane to Kaitlyn. I didn't know what to do. "I do mind, by the way." I said, staring coldly at Ayane. I slapped Carter across his face. "And you Jerk. If you ever want another girlfriend in this town..." I stopped. He wasn't worth anything I had to say. "Come on." I said to Kaitlyn.
Love is much like a wild rose, beautiful and calm, but willing to draw blood in its defense.
~Mark Overby
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