Post by Deleted on May 29, 2015 13:07:35 GMT -5
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[attr="class","appn"]kaleb jackson lowes
[attr="class","appc"]age 025
[attr="class","appc"]group commoner
[attr="class","appc"]sex male
[attr="class","appc"]occupation florist
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Heartache. Do you know what that is, dear reader? Kaleb does. It's all consending, like wherever he had turned, it was always there; sneering and ready to eat him up. When he was born, he was thin and premature, mewling and sickly. And when he dies—[break][break]
It'll be the same. All will be the same. But he wasn't bred to be able to handle change.[break][break]
But he was born to love (more that others, he is a willow-o-wisp, wanting, waiting). Gently, dear reader, ever-so gently, he takes care of her. Calls her a delicate and beautiful flower. Her body is the gentle green stem; her face each blossoming petal of a tulip. Kaleb does not know what love is. He just wants her.[break][break]
When she leaves, Kaleb finds very little solace in the very descriptive word: flowers. It's her, he thinks biterly. But he cannot let go. He's hooked to those sweet petalsher.[break][break]
They drink his tears, tickle his cheek that are blotchy with self-loathing. Why can't I be good enough I loved you why don't you love me I hate you I'll kill you.[break][break]
Baby steps, dear reader, baby steps to reach a goal.
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Heartache. Do you know what that is, dear reader? Kaleb does. It's all consending, like wherever he had turned, it was always there; sneering and ready to eat him up. When he was born, he was thin and premature, mewling and sickly. And when he dies—[break][break]
It'll be the same. All will be the same. But he wasn't bred to be able to handle change.[break][break]
But he was born to love (more that others, he is a willow-o-wisp, wanting, waiting). Gently, dear reader, ever-so gently, he takes care of her. Calls her a delicate and beautiful flower. Her body is the gentle green stem; her face each blossoming petal of a tulip. Kaleb does not know what love is. He just wants her.[break][break]
When she leaves, Kaleb finds very little solace in the very descriptive word: flowers. It's her, he thinks biterly. But he cannot let go. He's hooked to those sweet petals
They drink his tears, tickle his cheek that are blotchy with self-loathing. Why can't I be good enough I loved you why don't you love me I hate you I'll kill you.[break][break]
Baby steps, dear reader, baby steps to reach a goal.
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played by: eric [break]
face claim: [b]todd allison and petunia violet,[/b] [i]merdith elkwood[/i] - kaleb lowes
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played by: eric [break]
face claim: [b]todd allison and petunia violet,[/b] [i]merdith elkwood[/i] - kaleb lowes
