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"I have read in Percy Jackson that Ares has two sons: Deimos and Phobos. Deimos is terror while Phobos is fear. It is in Phobos where phobias are named after." I just listened to Rob. We agreed to study together and I was really shocked that he knew those kind of things. God, my boyfriend is a genius.
"Okay let's start. Tell me what acrophobia is." Rob said.
"God, that's like the most known phobia in the world, Rob. It's fear of heights!" I answered him.
"Okay, let's make it a bit harder. What is hobophobia?" Rob asked me.
"Um.. that I don't know. What is it?" I asked him.
"It's fear of beggars." Rob answered me.
"Let's stop studying for a while, Rob honey. My brain's kinda rusty this very moment." I told him. I faced him and gave him a brief kiss.
Not contented with my kiss, he leaned down and gave me a very passionate kiss. If I timed it with a stopwatch, I'm very much sure it lasted five minutes.
"What are you afraid of, hon?" Rob asked me as we both sat in his bed.
"Well, I'm afraid of spiders, horses, cockroaches." I said.
"So you're arachnophobic, equinophobic and katsaridaphobic." he said.
"Woah. You know those things?" I really was impressed with my boyfriend. "How 'bout you Rob? What are you afraid of?"
"I'm afraid of nothing." he answered me.
"Oh come on! Everyone's entitled to a phobia." I told him.
"Okay. So I have one fear."
"What is it?" I asked him, curious.
"Do you really want to know?" Rob asked me.
"Of course I do. What is it?
"I'm afraid of losing you. I'm afraid of losing you, April." he said with a smile on his face then added. "I don't know what it's called. Maybe it's called don't-leave-me-coz-it'll-break-my-heart-phobia."
God, my boyfriend is not just a genius, he's also very sweet!
I kissed him.
"Okay let's start. Tell me what acrophobia is." Rob said.
"God, that's like the most known phobia in the world, Rob. It's fear of heights!" I answered him.
"Okay, let's make it a bit harder. What is hobophobia?" Rob asked me.
"Um.. that I don't know. What is it?" I asked him.
"It's fear of beggars." Rob answered me.
"Let's stop studying for a while, Rob honey. My brain's kinda rusty this very moment." I told him. I faced him and gave him a brief kiss.
Not contented with my kiss, he leaned down and gave me a very passionate kiss. If I timed it with a stopwatch, I'm very much sure it lasted five minutes.
"What are you afraid of, hon?" Rob asked me as we both sat in his bed.
"Well, I'm afraid of spiders, horses, cockroaches." I said.
"So you're arachnophobic, equinophobic and katsaridaphobic." he said.
"Woah. You know those things?" I really was impressed with my boyfriend. "How 'bout you Rob? What are you afraid of?"
"I'm afraid of nothing." he answered me.
"Oh come on! Everyone's entitled to a phobia." I told him.
"Okay. So I have one fear."
"What is it?" I asked him, curious.
"Do you really want to know?" Rob asked me.
"Of course I do. What is it?
"I'm afraid of losing you. I'm afraid of losing you, April." he said with a smile on his face then added. "I don't know what it's called. Maybe it's called don't-leave-me-coz-it'll-break-my-heart-phobia."
God, my boyfriend is not just a genius, he's also very sweet!
I kissed him.
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Farewell
Dear, Jessica.
Today Ronnie Childs died. Lucky me. The boys don’t want me to walk out and walk freee.
I can’t blame you for finally leaving me those months ago, but I know you too well.
You wouldn’t have ripped me from your heart, even though you should have. I don’t regret loving you, but letting you love me is the greatest sin.
Or second worst. The first was joining a gang.
I went numb as I ran out of things to care about.
Stopped caring about the taste of blood drawn in a fight, the bruises and cracked bones of my boys and myself, or what the other guys looked like.
Stopped caring about breaking into stores, robb
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Clay
Facing things
I am not prepared
To accept
Facing the truth
Feeling the pain
As my soul
Is torn asunder
Tiny fragments
Scraps of emotion
All that is left
I am broken
I cannot be patched
Cannot be stitched whole
I must be remade
But none will fill that role
So here I am
Beaten and broken
Eternally cracked
Completely frozen
Melt me down
What little is left
Make a new life
Molded like clay
Start new and fresh
That is my wish
My dream
My hope
But there is no hope
Not anymore
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The Salt of Our Tears~
Ages back, back before the dawn of man, the world was nearly ninety percent water.
Living things did not exist above the surface of the ocean; every race lived under the sea, in near perfect harmony. Humanoids lived everywhere from the sunny shallows near the few islands of the planet, to the fathoms below, yet none lived in ‘the world above’ as it was called then. This existence continued for hundreds of years. Then however, everything changed in the wake of a horrendous disaster. One day, completely out of the blue, a powerful seaquake shook the entire planet. Homes were torn apart, formerly solid structu
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this story is my birthday gift to charlemagne "rob" rocaberte
this story is my birthday gift to charlemagne "rob" rocaberte
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Aw! Sweet! mine's a total jack-ass......>_>