We were matchmaked. We had to go out on Tuesdays and Fridays at 6.30 PM. You hated me at first, but I didn't you. On one of the days, you told me your father made you shave. You said you hated shaving. Your family would always drive you to the front of my house. One day you made me pissed so I kneed you in the stomach and started to go back into my house. You grabbed my arm and said something. I wasn't mad anymore. We went out. It was different. You said something. We had a first kiss. I can still feel your warmth lingering on me. I was berating myself for not telling someone, when I woke up.
A horrible discovery came down on me.
It all seemed so real. But it was all just a dream.
Foreword
You steal, you get haunted. You spam, your loss. You criticize, you waste your finger muscles. You displeased? Then leave.
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I mantain this blog and write in it for my own viewing. I don't care about the number of visitors I have, it bothers me not. I don't conform to the world like people do.
Shur'tugal
Clara.
Christian.
23/01/1995
The Inheritance Trilogy, Dragons, Zar'roc, Ellesmera, Saphira, The Ancient Language, magic, elves, Murtagh, Eragon, Brom, Black Morning Glory, steel swords with wire-wrapped hilts, bow and arrows.
The Lord of the Rings, Indiana Jones, Blood Diamond
Garrett Hedlund, Edward Speleers, Jeremy Irons.
My only wish is to become the Christian I want to be, and to be a Dragon Rider and embark on a journey back in time, where dragons existed, magic was usable, swords clashed, evil reigned, and I would fight battles, on Dragonback.
I talk in my sleep and High School Musical is overrated.