tempestletrope "I love you," Isabella whispered, touching the cheek of the sketch she had made of Rad. "I will be with you somehow."
Monday, March 15, 2010
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tempestletrope "I love you," Isabella whispered, touching the cheek of the sketch she had made of Rad. "I will be with you somehow."
Posted by Tempest Nightingale LeTrope at 6:34 AM
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