Congratulations, You get another story, I don’t know when the fuck I update anymore, Trey my editor has not been on for AGES so I decided to just give you this piece which I myself edited, Aren’t you proud?
I sure am, just…you know; ignore all the mistakes, Heh.

Oh well, This one goes out to Kat, the girl who stole my heart and has yet to give it back to me, even though we broke up more then Five months ago.

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Kaylan growled and threw another sheet of crumpled paper over his shoulder, aiming in the general direction he thought the trash can was.

As he tried once again to write the letter, he almost gave a scream as the words came out all wrong; he threw the now crumpled paper over his shoulder, startling when he heard a voice laugh.

“You know Kaylan, you might want to try whiteout instead, might save a few tree’s” Jade grinned as he stepped the rest of the way into his best friends room.

“Shut up” Kaylan mumbled, as he once again worked on the letter, and once again, throwing it over his shoulder.

“What are you writing anyways?” Jade asked as he pushed his honey blonde curls from his face, with the lack of care for his appearance and no motivation what so ever for someone to attack his hair with a pair of scissors, the curls tumbled down his shoulder and a little past the bottom of his shoulder blades.

“Nothing” Kaylan mumbled, his piercing lime like eyes staring at the stack of paper that was growing increasingly shorter with each minute passing.

Sighing Jade just shook his head and turned his stunning sapphire eyes, lined with eyeliner towards the over flowing trash can,

“Sure seems like something to me” he grumbled, taking a couple steps towards the closest piece of paper.

“No!” Kaylan suddenly exclaimed, realizing what Jade was about to do, he lunged at his best friend and knocked him flat on his back, straddling his thighs in the most cliché manner that you could possibly imagine.

They stared into each other’s eyes for a moment before Jade laughed and exclaimed in a happy go lucky voice, “This is like one of those stories’s you read about!”

“Yeah I guess it is,” Kaylan replied, shifting to his feet with a fluid motion, “Let’s just hope one of us doesn’t die in the end” was his remark before turning to the task of picking up the pieces of paper that were sure to ruin his and Kaylan’s friendship should he ever read one.

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Yeah, short I know

I’ll be updating within the next hour hopefully, Stay posted?

Yeah, Yeah, thanks and all that Jazz,

By the way, Anyone want to donate money to the Hailey wants to go to the Fall out boy and The academy is concert… Feel free to, I really need to go.

If I don’t get to go I’ll be…Well I don’t know exactly, probably terribly sad.

OH! And has anyone else noticed that no matter when the last time you listen to the song Love Like Winter by AFI, you can start singing it at random intervals during the day?

Yeah, I hadn’t listened to it in a week and I randomly started singing it when I was in Ceramic arts today…

Oh well, Maybe I’m just weird.

Talk to you later!