01-17-2009, 09:58 PM
"I'm not the one who bumped into somebody. Please hon, save the drama that you wanna create for some else who cares." Sam looked over at the list and smiled smuggly. "Perfection. Number 3." She smiled and turned to Kayla. "Now, if you could get out of my way before you get hurt."
Love is much like a wild rose, beautiful and calm, but willing to draw blood in its defense.