

A Question of HeartA Question of HeartA Question of Heart
December 30, 2006 - 6:36 pm - Saturday night “Do you love me? Do you care about me as much as I care about you?” How… how does one suddenly answer such questions when one has never had to do so before? Especially if said questions come from a very close friend? I have never taken the word “love” lightly, and for along tome, did not believe in such a thing. One would only be hurt or hurt others by flinging that word around. (Naturally, many assume I have either a bad family, or no family at all, or that I have no friends. Which none of this is true. I have a normal family and


What Can You Do?Lay there… that was all he felt he could do… His tears still drying where they had reached the sheets of his bed. It was becoming an all too frequent occurrence, these fights within his family. Today , as many times before, it had been his older brother, Archer, and his grandmother fighting. The first thing Youko Kurama heard was his grandma rudely commenting on his brother’s girlfriend, who lived far away. Archer never liked this and began cussing at her. Youko paused the movie he was watching so that could hear…. Slamming, banging, bumping, these are what the young kitsune heard. It sounded as if they wereWhat Can You Do?
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A friend is someone who will bail you out of jail, but your best friend is the one sitting next to you saying "that was f***ing awesome"
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Auta luonto, anna voima, tee vereni vahvemmaksi...
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