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Love.
Such a magical thing...
Soul mates,
the idea that you are made for one person in this world and they are made for you. 
~~~Each race has its own way of identifying a soul mate. But usually soulmates are only those of the same race.
So what happens when a half-breed meets a fairy, who smells wayyy to sweet. 

~~~it'll make a lot more sense once you read, it i promise.~~~ >:-)

I love you, to the stars and back.

We just finished recording for the day, so the song should be going out, in the next few days.


i still cant believe that i'm going to have to do a duet with the guy that ripped out my heart and then stepped on it. Like they do understand that i'm human and have emotions, like what the crap!!


I think Daniel notices that i'm having a little rant inside my head. and so he then suggests something totally crazy... well at least crazy for him.


" hey I know you really don't wanna, do that song with Zach so how about we do something this weekend to make you forget about it." he says looking at me with pity.


its weird Daniel never has free time, so he must be clearing his schedule just for me. My heart does a little leap, and i think i've fallen in love.( shes playing, its a hyperbole)


" are youuu hitting one me?." i say playfully.


" WHAT!!, of course not what, do you think i am a Pedophile!!" he yells, obviously not getting the joke.


" hey I'm above the age of 18, wich legally means that i'm an adult." i say, defending myself.


" yeah right, your an adult my ass cheeks." he says, laughing.


i add onto the laughter until we get to his car.


" heh, yeah but no seriously, thank you and id love to go some place this weekend, i heard there's this new cafe opening..?" i tell him.


" if its for you my dear , i shall not think twice." he says very poeticly.


" and if its for  you my dear, i shall think not." i say back just as dramtically as he did.


we both chuckle and then begin to head our seperate ways.


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When i get home, i begin to think about Zach. and how i'm going to be meeting him again for the first time in a long time .


i begin to chew on my nails, but then stop myself remembering that i wanted to get them painted, next week.


so instead i start to write a song, singing has always helped me get through hard times .  I feel like i was born just to sing, and i feel like its all ill ever need and want.


i grab my song journal, and begin to write..


Stress