Post by Kavan Stone on Feb 7, 2010 16:14:28 GMT -5
WHEN YOU'RE AT THE END OF THE ROAD & YOU LOST ALL SENSE OF CONTROL ,
& your thoughts have taken their toll[/color] ,[/size]
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Kavan walked into the ice cream store, all alone. He went to the counter. He was wondering what he should eat. Mint..Villiana..Chocolate. With Sprinkles. Yes He nodded, finshing his thoughts. He looked at the bored looking worker "One chocolate cup,large with sprinkles" He said, pointing to what he was talking about.
He got his cup of ice cream and he sat down at a table. He looked out the large windows. Sighing, Kavan couldn't understand why anyone would be coped up inside on a fresh day like this.
The boy wore a pair of dark wash toursers and a butten up white shirt, with the sleeves rolled up to his elbows. He readjusted the hat on his head. He loved this hat. He almost wore each and every day. This hat is amazing,he "nicked" it from the store two months before today
TAGGED !? Anyone !?
HOW MANY !? A lot !?
LISTENING TO !? Set The Fire To The Third Bar - Snow Patrol (ft.Martha Wainwright) !?
LYRICS BY !? GREEN DAY - 21 GUNS !?
OUTFIT !? www.polyvore.com/roberts/set?id=15827739 !?
CREDIT TO !? RORA @ C. AFFAIRS[/color][/b] !?[/size][/center]
