Post by annamarie m. clavioure on Mar 4, 2009 20:31:26 GMT -5
Every Night Is Another Story !
Annamarie May Clavioure ![/color]
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is that you, annamarie? my little darling, is that you? wow you've gotten old. i remember them childhood days. we would sit on the swings and sway closer and closer until a very dear, very cherished, very loved best friend formed by our side. i wonder if you recal the day we went to preschool. we were surrounded by potential friends. then we were off to kindergarten with those very same youngersters that we became close friends with. and what do you know? there were some kids we just met that one day. later we discovered that they were simply acquaintances. it was such a heartbreaker when we found people we were merely on first name basis with. and one day they became average friends. remember how we used to have sleepovers every night? darling, that was so long ago. promise me you'll keep remembering? keep remembering them days when i would walk in through the back doors and raid your fridge. your family didn't mind, nor did mine because we were like family. those years flew by. my favorite days weren't days, but the summer nights when we'd play flashlight tag. we'd hide together and whoever was it knew where the other would be if they found one of us. we were attached at the hip. of course middle school left us in the dust and as high school hit, our immature minds didn't quite fit in. "enemies to friends" would be how i would describe our relationship with the "popular" girls down the street. every click we seemed to fit in with. one day with drama, the next with the cheerleaders whom we were always on and off with. through it all we kept together as the other's confidant. my secrets are still kept with you, no? you are trusted with them all, don't try to shake it up. don't try to change. you're perfect the way you are and you are respected for that. darling, don't ruin yourself anytime soon. i love you too much. whatever it is you feel i forgot, specify other, don't not tell me. we need to catch up far more. i enjoyed this, my darling!
oh, love. such a horrid, beautiful word, is it not? i feel like shakespeare when i think of romance and try to sound so wonderful. sadly, shakespeare isn't always the person to go to in search of a final as his characters tend to... let's not go there as we don't want to become exes on bad terms. where we shall go is how much of a fun time we will have, what with being forbidden and all. that won't stop of possible future from being possible. love, we're meant to be. though i sadly admit that for now we'll just be casual flirts. but, love, mmm...when you move your hips...what can i say? there's definately a physical attraction growing. oh i wish for a one night stand to fix everything. maybe make my crush on you, miss annamarie, something more. perhaps it'll make you see that there might be a crush on me growing within your heart. my heart is beating for you now, so please, love, don't break it. i don't want to lose the status of how we're currently together. if you do happen to break my heart, please break it quickly painlessly. i'd much rather be exes on good terms for the sake of me. do i sound conceited when i say that? oooh i hope not. oooh and i hope you never say you wish to be like romeo and juliet. i'm all for the romance, but quite frankly, dying doesn't sound very romantic to me. i'd kindly die for you though, but then my heart will no longer beat for you and that shall surely break me, be my murderer. if anything should go down that could end horribly, i'd much prefer it to be a simple fling. love, i mean no harm by my words. specify other, i mean it when i say it, but with less of shakespeare's old english thrown in there. fleeting glances shall surely be thrown in there however. however is such a peculiar word, is it not? we could be the best and worst of this and that but if you don't care about us being specified with benefits why we're just as well off as shakespeare's happily ever after. happily ever after can mean so many differen things though... love...it's so difficult to understand sometimes, my love!
this is the part where i swear my head off and call you everything in the book. we'll ease into that of course. i don't have a name for you, and i really don't care to create one. you're not my love, my darling, my everything, or anything at all for that matter. no. you're just an annoyance. you're the simple little thing that i enjoy to use when i need an excuse to leave anywhere. let's just say i like the times best when we're together, when i avoid you and succeed with quite some skill. i must say i greatly dislike you annamarie. i guess there's a select few times when you're tolerable. i wonder if you can say the same about me. i'm curious to know whether or not you dislike me or not. i must say we're being pretty straight forward here. blunt are you, or i should say am i? is it pissing you off yet? well it should. and if not, my excessive swearing that im about to ease very abrubtly into should. now, just to get it out of my system, here it is... goddamnit you suck and i fuckin hate you annamarie. what the hell does it take to get through to you? am i making you hate me yet? i'm kind of hoping so because life is no fun without hardcore mutual hatred. but of course, there are specify other forms of what we'd call eachother other than the usual bitch, bastard, ass, and the rest of those fun words. we could've been rivals. hell, we could've even been friendly rivals. i wonder where we began. whatever the case we were backstabbed and their aint a way we can recover from that. maybe that was what caused us to be scared of so many things. you became indifferent. does that not disgust you in the least? this is where i rant on and on for a while now in hopes of crawling under your skin. wow, that's fun, ain't it? i get amused with the simplest things and i'm sure you do too. if not, aren't you beginning to become jealous, because i wouldn't and couldn't blame you for that. perhaps if you, specify other, finally came around, we could make a treaty. or not. either way there aint a way this is going to become more or less than what it is!
there you are my dear, i've been looking for you. i'll let you know if i need anything as i am your dearest child. i remember the look you had when you first opened your eyes to the world. okay, so i don't remember because i was your sister, a young sister at the time. dear, tell me where your youth ages went. it was so much easier to be your brother when i barely had to do much of anything besides announce your every move. now those days are gone. you're no longer a baby, but as i'm your father i have the right to keep you as my little girl. oh. i was praying for a little one and now i'm your proud mother. my siblings have children now, and they are the cousins you enjoying seeing so much at family reunions. of course i don't blame you if you don't remember some family, as they have all dispersed for years, barely ever dropping in for a hello. perhaps maybe there were some relatives you simply never knew exsisted because that would be fine too. i guess it'd just be plain old awkward to walk in and see a room of people you never knew about. but of course there were always those you loved dearly like me, your aunt, that taught you how to properly eat cookie dough. oh, but if you mention my wife you can't forget me, your uncle, can you? no, of course not. it'd be horrible if you heard the name but never met because then we would be deprived of such happy memories. memories. your grandfather is loaded with memories and loves telling you stories. he doesn't share the skill of cooking and baking like your grandmother though. someday, dear, you'll have little ones running around two, but if you don't a niece to spoil wouldn't be bad. maybe if you need to, you can even get into the sports spirit and take your nephew out to a sports event. sounds like some fun times, doesn't it? yeah, i thought so. specify other, dear, don't lose your charm. annamarie, remember that, that's a tip for the future!
my everything, you've gotten so...different. i know the times when we had never met carried on forever and it was so tragic. then we slowly became specifically known through others. that's where our relationship blossomed like a flower in the spring. god, i'm sounding awfully something today aren't i? well, my little everything, we've become everything now. i mean, we're in the same school after all, and that can be something nice...or bad. it all depends on how you look at it. you know what this reminds me of? it reminds me of how roommates can be good and bad. that makes me think of college. we're in the same class therefore we'll graduate together. or you could simply admire me and suffer while i potentially leave you behind. if i admire you, annamarie, which i do, maybe i'll suffer. it's kind of like a stalker...but that's different...let's not go there. real quick though, does being obsessive classify as...nevermind. who knows, maybe i'm secretly protective over you, my everything, my annamarie. i'd like if you were protective over me too though. it'd give me that blanket of security. we could always end up being distant, which would be depressing. let's stop thinking depressing thoughts. let's think about now, how we talk in class, sometimes more frequently than others. with the way we talk we can never miss a beat and would have eventually heard the name of everyone. my everything, specify other, i want you to learn to read the future. it may be a long ways off, but it's really not all that far!
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alright. here's the deal. alice (in wonderland!), of - - - another heart CALLS !, made this plot page. therefore, you steal, you suffer the consequences that could possibly consist of big guns that go BOOM, BOOM, BANG! or a swat team...my personal swat team... they're very fun... okay, so maybe i won't use them, but really guys, don't steal! i put time into this, a lot of time; getting the colors from the color blender, thinking up everything else myself and so on and so forth. you get the gist, just don't do it!
if you do use this, please don't move this credit! i like to think myself a nice person so i'm saying please and thank you! (are the magic words). now i shall skip off singing...but don't forget...i'm watching you...hehe...[/center][/blockquote]
