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I hope you have an absolutely awesome day! :D (Though depending on time zones and when you get to see this have an absolutely awesome whenever you see this!)

Holy crap, you're nineteen now! NINETEEN! That's insane! I still remember when we first met and you were only 15 and we were bonding over our love of annoying Harry Potter characters.  Four years later and nothing's changed, we're just four years older. :XD: Though we've come up with a lot more annoying things such as the Spinach Satan (ALL HAIL THE SPINACH SATAN), and Montague the Llama, the Asylum's mascot and the Spinach Satan's wife or mother...whichever she was...(wait, was she his mother or his wife? I can't remember. :?

I was talking to James last night and went "HOLY SPINACH!" and he was just like? "What?" XD It was amazing. 

Anyway, happy birthday Jedi! I hope it's absolutely amazing and that you love every second. Thank you for a wonderful four years of friendship and laughter and annoyingness, and here's to many more! :heart:


~Silly xx
  • Mood: Cheerful
  • Listening to: The T.V
  • Reading: HTAHAIBL
  • Watching: Blue Exorcist
  • Drinking: Green Tea
It was a warm summer evening. There was soft, cool breeze, the palm trees swayed in the wind, and from my balcony I could see the sun setting over the crashing waves of the sea.

It occurred to me that any normal person would be feeling some sense of happiness as they saw something so beautiful. But I couldn't
appreciate it. Not today at least.

I fingered the locket in my hand, and calmness spread through my body as I felt the familiar sensation between my fingers. It had become a habit of mine, to rub the thing whenever I felt nervous, sad, or whenever I just needed to feel reassured. I’d been doing it so often lately that the delicately engraved pattern on the front was beginning to wear away.

I sighed and stood up. Staying here wasn't going to help my mood. But the house still felt so normal, like…nothing had changed. I walked quickly through the house, avoiding looking at any of the walls. They were full of his pictures. I grabbed my jacket and keys from by the door and walked out, slamming it shut behind me.

I stuffed my hands in my pockets as I walked. It was the one year anniversary since Elliot had died, not that the world seemed to
notice. Everything was still the same. People still went to work, the sun rose and set, the world kept spinning. When he died, I felt like everything should have stopped, the people, the sun, the world. Everything should have just stopped, because when Elliot died, my
world had stopped.

It’s not like I had adjusted to it much either. In the mornings I’d wake up and roll over to say good morning, only to remember that
the space next to me was empty. I’d think of something funny and turn to tell him, only to see he wasn't by my side. I’d need support and would go to ask him to hold me, only to realize that I’d never feel his arms around me again.

I quickly dashed a tear from my cheek then looked around to see where I was. I had to smile when I realized I’d unconsciously been walking along the beach. Elliot had always loved the place. He really was the “enjoys-long-walks-on-the-beach” type. But his favourite place of all must have been the wharf. He could have just stood there and stared at the open sea for hours. I’d never know what was running through his mind.

I sighed and walked along the wharf, standing in the exact same place he would have stood, and just looked out over the sea. I could
understand why he did it. The sound of the waves crashing against each other was incredibly relaxing, and the colour of the sunset turned the water various shades of orange and red, like the sky was in two places at once.

As I stood there I thought about Elliot, about everything that made him up. He’s green-blue eyes, his dimples; his cheeky smile. The way
he laughed, the way he pursed his lips when he was angry, or stroked his chin when he was deep in thought. The far-away look in his eyes as he stared at the sea. How it would feel like he was so far away that I wasn't able to reach him.

I remembered the first time he had brought me here. It had been on a summer evening just like this, a couple of years ago. We’d just been to a carnival, and he said he wanted to treat me to a walk along the beach. I’d rolled my eyes at the idea but had agreed anyway.

"Did you have a good time?” he asked, running his fingers through his light brown hair.

I nodded and smiled, gripping his hand with my own. “Yeah, it was blast…until you threw up on the roller-coaster.”

“Hey! I couldn't help it; do you know how scary that thing is when you go upside-down?”

“Yeah, and I told you not to eat all that ice-cream just before we got on the ride.”

He laughed. “Well then consider my lesson learned.” He took his hand from mine and instead wrapped his arm around my waist, pulling me close to him. I felt butterflies erupt in my stomach.

“The sunset is nice, isn't it?”

I nodded. “Yeah. I guess I never really take much notice of it though.”

He looked shocked. “Why not? It’s beautiful!”

I shrugged, wondering why he was so surprised. “I don’t know. You can’t really see it from my place, so I don’t think about it much.”

He was quiet for a moment; then grinned at me. “Come on.”


A second later he grabbed my hand and took off down the beach, almost dragging me after him. I shook my head and laughed as we ran, stumbling and tripping over the soft sand. Eventually we were running over the wharf and I stopped and stared.

“Oh wow…”

It was just amazing, standing there and looking at the open sea as the sun set behind the waves. The sky was painted different shades of orange and red and shone over the sea, making the water look like fire. The breeze was cool and crisp, and I sighed as I listened to the waves crash onto the beach.

I felt Elliot’s arms come around me as he hugged me from behind, pulling me into his chest. I smiled and leaned into him, just enjoying standing there and looking at the beautiful scenery.

“You like it?”

“I love it. It’s beautiful.”

“Not as beautiful as you though.”

I laughed and rolled my eyes. “Please Elliot, give me a break.”

“No, it’s true.”

I turned my head to look at him, my heart beating frantically in my chest. He looked at me for a moment, his green-blue eyes searching my own. I felt my face flush and the next second his lips were on mine, kissing me so softly and sweetly I felt fireworks explode behind my eyelids.

I turned around in his arms and wrapped my arms around his neck, and I felt him smile against my lips. When we broke away his face was flushed, his eyes sparkling. He smiled down at me.

“I love you babe.”

I blushed and buried my face in his chest. “I love you too, E.”

I could still remember everything so clearly. The way his voice sounded, how his lips were so soft, how it felt to be wrapped in his
strong arms. In fact, I could still feel them around me now, so warm and strong, wrapping me up and holding me close. It was like he was still here.

“I am still here, dummy.”

I gasped and looked around, my heart beating wildly in my chest as I heard the familiar voice. I whipped my head around, looking in all
directions, but there was no one there but me. I frowned and turned around again, looking back as the sun slowly set.

“Great, now I'm hearing things.”

“You’re not hearing things.”

I looked around again, this time properly scared and confused. “What the hell is going on?”

“I may not be here physically, but I am still here.”

I took a deep, shuddering breath as I felt my eyes sting with tears. “Okay, whoever is doing this, you better-“

“Why can’t you believe it’s me?” He sounded hurt now, and I felt tears run down my cheeks.

“Because you’re dead, that’s why!” I almost shouted, trembling and shaking and goodness knows what else. I felt like the world was completely out of control, that it was falling out from under my feet.

"Hey sshhh,” he whispered as I sobbed. I felt his imaginary arms tighten around me, pulling me into his chest. “It’s okay, I'm here.”

“B-but why? I thought…well I mean you’re…”

“Dead? Yeah, that’s true.” He sighed. I felt him slowly rock me from side to side, and I finally gave up trying to figure out some logical
reason as to what was happening. I hadn't felt his arms around me in so long so I just let it go and let him hold me, sobbing and sobbing until I thought my heart would burst and my eyes would run out of tears.

"But then how-“

“I'm concerned about you; that’s why.”

I took a deep breath and wiped my face. “Why? I'm doing fine.”

“Babe, trust me. I know what it’s like to be dead, but the way you’re living…I swear, you’re better at it than I am.”

I felt my eyes widen in shock. Had I really been living such a dull, miserable life? The answer was easy of course. I had been.

I looked down at the ground and smiled sadly. “That bad, huh?”

He laughed. “Yes, that bad.” He tilted my chin up with his finger, and I could almost see how his eyes would be searching mine, trying to
find some way to help me. What he said next was a bit of a surprise.

“Do you still have that locket?”

I blinked, trying to figure out where this conversation was going. “Yes…why?”

A second later my locket was hovering in mid-air as Elliot held it in his fingers, and I had to blink again to see if I was dreaming. I gently
pinched myself on the arm, just to be sure. It hurt, and I winced. Okay. So this was happening.  

He opened it and then showed me the picture inside. I smiled when I saw it. We’d sneaked off during a beach party and sat on some rocks by the sea. We were leaning our foreheads together and had conspiratorial smiles on our faces, like we were sharing a secret.

"Do you remember what we were talking about?”

I nodded. We’d been talking about what we wanted to do with our lives, where we wanted to go together, sights we wanted to see, things we wanted to achieve…

 "And have you done any of those things?”

 I shook my head slowly. “No…”

 “Why not?”

“Because…well because…” I clenched my fists. “Because we wanted to do those things together,” I whispered. “But now that you’re not here I guess…I don’t know, I didn't want to do any of those things without you.”

“Oh sweetheart,” he murmured. He gathered me in his arms and gently stroked my back. I sighed. It felt so nice to be held like this again. “Just because I'm dead doesn't mean you have to stop living.”


“You have to live for both of us now, okay? And remember what I said earlier? Just because I'm not here in person, doesn't mean I'm not
with you. I'm always with you.”

I laughed a little. “You sound like a cheesy movie.”

He laughed and brushed some hair out of my eyes, tilting my chin up. Again, I could picture him looking down at me, his cheeky smile
playing across his face. “It’s true though, I'm always with you. So will you start living again?”

I smiled and nodded. “For you, definitely.”

“For us.” I felt him kiss my cheek, his lips warm and soft, just like they had always been. Then his arms disappeared from around me, leaving me standing there on the wharf clutching my locket in my hand.

I smiled as I looked out over the sea. “I’ll start living,” I murmured, more to myself than to him. “For both of us.”



This has been in my for almost a year now! I went randomly looking today and found it. After some editing I decided it was good enough for people to see. 

It's called Anniversary because I think I originally wrote it for a contest haha. XD The name's stuck though and I can't be bothered to think up a new one. 

Thank you :iconwonderland-rebel: for taking a look at it all that time ago! Your comments were SO helpful. <3

Anyway, enjoy!

You'll either get that or you wont. ;) (Or I'm just an obsessed Fangirl. Probably that.)

So hey...anyone remember me? No? Bummer.

Ah well I guess I don't blame you, I've been REALLY REALLY inactive lately. I'm really sorry. Lots of things have been happening in my life lately and it makes it kind of hard to be active all the time. I really miss you guys though, I miss talking to you and just being random and weird and all that. I hope you guys are doing all right and every thing is all going smoothly for you. Jess, Tigs, Carus, Wabbit, everybody...I hope we can talk soon! i miss you glomping me 

You may or may not have noticed that I have posted two pieces of literature, one that I spent a little time re-working, and one that I wrote in Writer's Club at school. I wrote them a while ago, so it's not really recent work, but I thought you might want to take a look at them anyway. There's another one I really want to show you, but I've submitted it as an English assessment for school and I'm not supposed to put it anywhere else. Maybe in a while I'll be able to show you? I think you'd all really like it. 

Also I have cleaned up my gallery a little more, just deleting some things that I didn't like or had a face-palm moment when I realised how bad something was, and some other things that I probably shouldn't have put up. After my exams finish I really want to get more serious about my writing, so I kind of just wanted my gallery to be a little more serious as well. But don't worry, don't worry, I'm still the most gushiest hopeless romantic there every was in the history of hopeless romantics. There will be PLENTY of horribly cheesy romances and fluff coming up in the near future.

Anyway, that's all. Hope to hear from you guys soon!

Silly xx

  • Mood: Sweet
  • Listening to: Rain
  • Reading: The Long Goodbye
  • Watching: Blue Exorcist
  • Drinking: Green Tea

“You again?” He exclaimed in frustration. “How many times have I tried to summon the Devil and instead YOU show up?”

The dark haired man in black smirked and crossed his arms. “It’s actually kind of amusing that you think a mere mortal such as yourself could summon the Devil.” He cocked his head to the side. “You do know that because you’re mortal you could never have enough power to summon him up?”

Christian rolled his eyes. “Yeah, like I haven’t heard that before.” He paced around the room, too preoccupied to be annoyed that the man in black was straightening his tie and smirking at him in that smug, self-satisfied way that drove Christian crazy. He pushed his hands through his thick blonde hair, completely at a loss at what to do, or even if even there was anything he could do. He sighed and stopped pacing, instead closing his eyes and pinching the bridge of his nose. “Can’t you put in a word for me or something Sebastian? I mean, you are his butler, right?”

Sebastian’s mouth curled into a snarl so menacing it made a shiver run down Christian’s spine. There was a fire in his coal black eyes that made him look like what he actually was, a several thousand year old demon that had enough power in one finger tip to blast Christian’s body into dust, rather than a self-centered butler. “I'm not his butler,” his voice was cold and tipped with steel. “I'm a Messenger of Hell.” He placed a hand on his dagger.

Christian raised an eyebrow. “You look more like a butler to me. I mean, look at how you’re dressed.”

Sebastian smirked and leaned casually against the wall, pulling out his dagger. He ran it through his fingers as he talked. “Just because I have a sense of style doesn't mean you have to get lippy. Besides…” he turned to face Christian his eyes so cool and serious that Christian wondered whether the fire he had seen in them earlier had been a trick of the light. “I’d advise you to play nice. Right now I'm your only hope of saving Celine.”

At that Christian’s anger dissipated and he flopped down into the overstuffed armchair behind him. He dropped his head into his hands and looked sadly at the badly drawn star on the wooden floor. Man, the principal’s definitely going to give me a hard time about that.

“You’re only helping because you’re love with Celine too, and you can’t stand the thought of me saving her.” He looked up at Sebastian. “I don’t know what she ever saw in you.”

Sebastian stood up straight and looked into Christian’s eyes.  “She knew I was the only man she could be close to without having to worry about his heart.” His face was a carefully crafted mask of calmness, but there was something hiding behind the deep black of his eyes that made Christian uncomfortable. It was some deep, intense emotion that Christian couldn't identify or understand. “I don’t know what she ever saw in you.”  He stared hard at Christian.

Christian sunk down even further in his chair. “She knew I wasn't someone who couldn't express his feelings for her.”

Anger and pain flared in Sebastian’s eyes and his face tightened. He opened his mouth as if to say something, but checked himself, glaring at Christian for a long, painful moment. Christian dropped his eyes and Sebastian leaned back against the wall, still playing with his blade. Neither of them spoke for several minutes, and there was no sound in the room except the crackle of the roaring fire. Finally, Sebastian spoke. “This isn’t going to get us anywhere. We can fight it out after we get her back.”

Christian looked sadly into the fire. “She sacrificed herself for me, to protect my heart.” He touched his chest. “Why did she do that?” He listened to the crackling flames, painful memories flooding his brain.

"It all had to come to an end eventually, Christian." She smiled at him sadly, her large blue eyes full of tears. "Besides, at least I got to meet you first."

Christian held out an imploring hand, but her figure was already disappearing. "Celine ,wait!"

But before he could even finish his sentence she had vanished into thin air. All that was left of her presence was the faint, lingering smell of her perfume.

"DAMN IT!" He slammed his fist into the wall, not even caring about the searing pain in his knuckles or the large hole in the wall. His world felt like it was falling out from under him. He'd never see her again. He'd never again see her smile, never again hear her musical laugh, touch her mahogany hair, kiss her soft lips. He would never be able to hold her in his arms, feel her warm body against his. He would never be able to tell her he loved her.

"Damn it, damn it, damn it!" He yelled. He accentuated each word with another blow, the hole in the wall representing the hole in his heart.

Sebastian sighed, putting away his dagger and running his hand through his hair. “I've never known what goes on in that head of hers.” He looked over at Christian. “Besides, what did you think you were going to accomplish by summoning the Devil? Were you intending to bargain with him?”

Christian nodded, keeping his eyes on the fire. “I thought maybe…well, I don’t know what I thought. Maybe that if I spoke to him he might change his mind.”

Sebastian exploded, anger and incredulity bursting from his mask of cool indifference. “Change his mind? Christian, this is the Devil we’re talking about! Did you honestly think that just by talking to him you’d get him to change his mind?”

Christian jumped up, his blood boiling. “Well it’s a fat lot more than you've been doing!” He struggled to keep his voice down, knowing that his room-mate was sleeping just next door. His cool blue eyes were aflame.

Sebastian whipped out his dagger, his handsome features twisted into a snarl. Two red blotches appeared on his pale cheeks and his eyes were once again burning with all the flames of Hell. “What the hell do you think I've been doing since I've heard?  Do you honestly think that you've had more success than I have? I'm a demon for God’s sake!”

“Keep your voice down dammit! Ian’s sleeping next door.”

“In case you've forgotten asshole, you’re the only one that can hear me.”

Christian groaned and flopped back down into his armchair. “Fighting like this will get us nowhere. Got any bright ideas Butler?”

Sebastian tucked away his blade. “At the moment, no. What about you, Asshole?”

Christian dropped his head into his hands. “No.”

Sebastian sat in another armchair and stared intently into the fire. Christian stretched himself out in his armchair and stared blankly at the ceiling, trying to will an idea to form in his brain.

For a while there was no sound in the room except for the crackling fire and the occasional snore from next door.  Both of them were trying hard to come up with an idea to save Celine first, and while Sebastian was hundreds of years older than Christian, he was just as hard-headed and competitive.

“It’s a pity she can’t just take his heart,” Christian murmured, closing his eyes. “Maybe at least then we’d have a chance of taking him out.” He sighed. “Though there’s still the Lady to consider…”

Sebastian's eyes widened and he shot up from his chair, causing it to fall to the ground with a clatter.

Christian eyes snapped open and he sat up. "What the hell, man? You do remember me saying that Ian was sleeping, right?"

"Forget that!" For the first time ever there was smile on Sebastian's face, something Christian couldn't ever remember seeing. "I know what to do now!"

"What?” Christian's heart started racing, so relieved he didn't even care that Sebastian was the one with the first idea. "It would be nice if you shared it with the rest of us, you know."

Sebastian grinned wickedly. "You’ll be sorry you ever got smart with me after we pull this off.”



The Rescue From Hell
This is a peice I wrote a long time ago actually, and I've just gone back and fixed it up a little. I'm still not entirely happy with it, and I'll probably go back and edit it again at some point. 

Basically the back-story is that Celine is a woman who, after selling her soul to save the life of the one she loved, has been cursed to wander the earth for eternity and steal the hearts of men. However in order to do so, she has to make them fall in love with her, truly fall in love with her before she can take it. After she takes it it's like she never existed, and no one in the man's life even remembers her existence. He remembers though, and he's doomed to spend the rest of his life looking for her, but obviously he'll never find her. The even sadder part is that he'll never be able to love anyone again. Anyway, she is made to steal Christian's heart, but she can't do it, because she reminds him of her first love, and then even worse, she begins to fall in love with him. She can't bear the thought of him ending up like her other victims so she...sacrifices herself...somehow...I haven't actually worked that part out yet. ^-^; Nor do I even know what Sebastian's plan is. 

Anyway, a prompt was given to me and this was the result. I will be changing the names of the two men at some point probably as I dunno...I feel they should be different. 

I'll leave the link to the original (which is now in scraps) if anyone wants to read it, and I realise that I've made it pretty easy for anyone to steal that idea, so I'm going to ask you politely, not to. XD

Okay, this is getting too long. Bye!

Original: The Rescue from Hell

Prompt: A married couple start another average morning on an average weekday. No one dies. No twist. Show their overwhelming love for each other without them speaking a single word.

She stretches out lazily, every muscle in her body awakening as her fingers grab at nothing and her toes curl. The sun is intent on waking her up, but instead her eyelids flutter slowly as she pulls the white sheets tighter around her and snuggles like a cat into his warm chest. She rubs her face against him, her hair tickling his skin. He can feel the slight movement of air as she breathes.

He grins as he looked down at her. She was never one for waking up in the mornings. In all the time he’d known her the earliest he’d ever seen her get up was nine o'clock. Even then she’d be grumbling about how it was the “crack of dawn” and that “morning people were the worst.” His being an early riser had definitely annoyed her for a while, but he liked waking up before her. It gave him a chance to simply look at her. To take in all her features, the softness of her cheeks, her long lashes, her pouty pink lips, without her blushing or lowering her eyes. Smiling, he strokes her cheek and kisses her before reluctantly getting out of bed. He does it slowly, being careful not to wake her as he slips out of the covers and pads softly into the bathroom.

Her eyes flutter open as she feels the loss of his warmth and a rueful grin stretches across her face as she hears the shower running. Trust him to be up already. She sighs as she sits up. The fact that he can get up so early never ceases to amaze her.  Quickly, she pulls her hair into a bun before making her way to the kitchen, figuring she might as well get started on breakfast. On inspecting the fridge she realizes they don’t really have many options. The side effect of being a couple who found it a chore to shop for anything other than books meant their food supplies were pitifully low. They had more books than their local library, but only about four items in the fridge. Strangely enough, that doesn't particularly bother her.  After rooting around in it for a while she manages to find some ingredients for pancakes. Perfect. She begins to hum softly as she moves around the kitchen.

He is out of the shower quickly, being a typical man who doesn't really care much about his appearance one way or another as long as he is clean and has something to wear. It is her opinion however that no matter what he does, he looks as gorgeous as the day they met. Bounding into the kitchen with a smile that could still make her melt after twelve years of marriage, he helps her prepare breakfast. They work in comfortable, but not entirely uneventful silence. They steal kisses here and there, exchange looks like shy teenagers flirting in high school, and then the lummox has to go and get flour all over her and the counter top. She manages to get maple syrup on his face though, so it evens out.

The consumption of this breakfast (and the surveying of a damaged kitchen) also takes place in this comfortable, silent way. They have never gone so long without talking, and yet neither one of them wants to break this odd sense of peacefulness that comes with just being content in each other’s presence. They smile at each other before he begins to read the morning paper and she a well-worn book that she’s read a hundred times before. Her fingers gently entwine with his on the counter top.

All too soon breakfast is over. He gently takes the dishes to the sink and she then accompanies him to the door. She works from home, to suit her almost nocturnal lifestyle. He wraps her in his arms for a long moment, and she leans into his chest, breathing in the scent of his cologne. She knows he only bothers with it because she likes the scent, and she inhales it happily. He holds her tightly, remembering suddenly all the times he would hold her like this as he left her house as a teenager. Back then he couldn't wait until saying goodbye was only for a few hours before he could come back to their home to be with her again. He can’t believe that now it’s actually a reality. Before he leaves they share a sweet kiss that tastes of maple syrup. Blue eyes twinkling mischievously, he licks his lips. She giggles, and he raises an eyebrow, a gesture that he knows drives her nuts. She laughs and playfully pushes him away, but her eyes smoulder. Later they promise, and he grins before placing a kiss on her cheek and walking out the door.

Just Another Monday Morning
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I hope you have an absolutely awesome day! :D (Though depending on time zones and when you get to see this have an absolutely awesome whenever you see this!)

Holy crap, you're nineteen now! NINETEEN! That's insane! I still remember when we first met and you were only 15 and we were bonding over our love of annoying Harry Potter characters.  Four years later and nothing's changed, we're just four years older. :XD: Though we've come up with a lot more annoying things such as the Spinach Satan (ALL HAIL THE SPINACH SATAN), and Montague the Llama, the Asylum's mascot and the Spinach Satan's wife or mother...whichever she was...(wait, was she his mother or his wife? I can't remember. :?

I was talking to James last night and went "HOLY SPINACH!" and he was just like? "What?" XD It was amazing. 

Anyway, happy birthday Jedi! I hope it's absolutely amazing and that you love every second. Thank you for a wonderful four years of friendship and laughter and annoyingness, and here's to many more! :heart:


~Silly xx
  • Mood: Cheerful
  • Listening to: The T.V
  • Reading: HTAHAIBL
  • Watching: Blue Exorcist
  • Drinking: Green Tea


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"I don't sit like this because I want to. You see, if I were to sit any other way than this, my reasoning ability would drop by roughly fourty percent." - Lawliet

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An adoptable I bought. Number 6 is mine. :D

Auction winter DEMONS Finally Closed by LikeAnArtist Isn't she adorable?!? I'll need to come up with a name for her. :love:

And also, just because I'm a total Fangirl:

Master Draco malfoy by VampirehunterRX

Tom Felton by N0xentra

Yeah...some people think I'm obsessed...which I am. XD But I prefer the word...dedicated. :D

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WoodLily Featured By Owner Sep 22, 2015
Happy Birthday!
Wonderland-Rebel Featured By Owner Apr 1, 2015   General Artist
Hey Manda, I've been trying to get in touch with you and Shania over Email and Kik. Is everything okay? Ley me know if you've moved so I can send you my letter. :hug:
SilverTidalWave Featured By Owner Apr 5, 2015  Student Writer
Everything is fine! Sorry we've been MIA, should be back to normal now!! :hug:
Wonderland-Rebel Featured By Owner Jan 29, 2015   General Artist
Hey Silly, just wanted to say I'll look through your gallery and fav bomb as soon as I can. Love you!
SilverTidalWave Featured By Owner Apr 5, 2015  Student Writer
Hahaha awww you don't have to do that. :heart: Love you too!
Wonderland-Rebel Featured By Owner Apr 30, 2015   General Artist
I do and I will as soon as I get some free time.
Wonderland-Rebel Featured By Owner Jan 25, 2015   General Artist
Hey Manda, do you know this girl? She's got so much in common with you it's unreal! And she has a beautiful dog. ^-^
SilverTidalWave Featured By Owner Apr 5, 2015  Student Writer
OH MY GOSH...she is literally me!!
Wonderland-Rebel Featured By Owner Jan 25, 2015   General Artist
I really miss you. :(
SilverTidalWave Featured By Owner Apr 5, 2015  Student Writer
:( I miss you too. Hopefully we can talk more for the next two weeks
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