

Third Block DiseasterAs I sat down and messed with the headphones to my ipod, Zack leaned over and began reading my book. As his voice sounded the words out one by one, a smell so sweet flooded my nose. A deep breathe as I bit into the ice cream to keep my urges under control. His eyes sent my body into a shiver. The endless blue abyss draws me closer. There's no sense of danger, but I still back away in fear. His scent still alooming around me. I cursed thy'n Cupid for my dsires and need for satisfaction. But Zack. He was different.... way different from me. But his scent intoxicated me. Made my urges go wild. I wanted to smell him more. I wanted to be stone colThird Block Diseaster
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The Kandinsky's painted on both sides.
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Hate me not for the plotlines I weave, but for the cliffhangers that precede me
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