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<3 [info]blacktopmod <3 [Oct. 13th, 2018|12:55 pm]

HEART, we will forget him!
You and I, to-night!
You may forget the warmth he gave,
I will forget the light.

When you have done, pray tell me,
That I my thoughts may dim;
Haste! lest while you're lagging,
I may remember him!

-Emily Dickinson


At Odds



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WOOTY WOOT! [Dec. 20th, 2008|01:02 am]

FIRST OFF, MICAH YOU BETTA FILL IT OUT!

Who are you? Who, who. Who, who.
Fill it out and make sure to do it anonymously. I'll try to guess who you are.

1. One secret
2. One compliment
3. One non-compliment
4. One love note, but it does not have to be for me
5. Lyrics to a song
6. How old you are
7. How long we've been friends
8. And a hint to who you are
9. After you do it for me, put it in your journal and see who does it for you

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Ethan/Adriana [Aug. 3rd, 2008|07:42 pm]
Premier Promotions was taking a very very small step forward tonight.  The club opening was something she was used to handling and had done all the things a good promoter would do.  Adriana had paid for radio commercials, she'd passed out flyers, and even rented a billboard for three days last weekend.  H2O was one of New York's growing dance clubs and while Adriana wasn't much of a club goer, or dancer, she made it a point to show up to the club's grand opening and give her congratulations to the owner.  Besides, she needed to make sure her work had paid off, else she'd feel bad charging them her rates. 
 
Stepping out of the cab, her green eyes lifted to the blue neon sign that blared the Club's name and closed the door behind her.  Almost tripping up the curb, she caught herself and gave a weak smile to the man guarding the door.  "Hi, I am Adriana Sum..." Her words hadn't even finished before the man was nodding and opening the door for her.  "Thank you..." Adriana offered softly as she slipped passed the suited gentlemen into the dark atmosphere of the club.  She immediately felt out of her element, but work was work.  Straightening her back, she stepped in and slid the red dress coat from her shoulders and handed it over to be set aside in the cloak room.  It was an upscale club and she could at least expect food!
 
The black sweater dress halted at her knee and the black nylons picked up before her thigh high boots took the rest of the way down her legs.  Needless to say, her legs were freezing.  Adriana had washed and dryed her hair in soft waves that fell around her shoulders in a rich brown layer.  Barely a spot of make-up beyond her lip gloss, Adriana smiled at a group of women mingling as she passed and searched for Micah Simons, the owner of the club.  She wanted to be sure he was happy with the turn out.  Slipping carefully through the crowd, she headed towards the VIP section where she thought she spotted him.
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