Member Since: Oct 15, 2011 Membership status: Member Bio:
A lil about me :)
27 year old college nursing student.:)
Now a nurse!
Speak 4 languages fluently. Love music, wine, films, live music, designer labels, shoes and mickey mouse. :)
Huge theatre person. Most recently was cast in SPAMALOT. Theatre is.a.way of life!
One of those people who can pick up any instrument and have it mastered in no time. I'm also a singer.
have loved 'NSync for probably 10+ years. No shame in that. still wishing and hoping and praying for one final reunion tour so I can die a happy girl. :)
writing is an escape for me. I've been told I'm a really good story writer. it's creativity. I like to be clever in my writing, and build on stories. Chronic editor. I overedit my work into oblivion. I love the characters I create, though.
Two years ago the unthinkable happened to him. Now he’s back into the swing of things, trying to earn enough college credit to get away from his problems for good. He didn’t count on her, though, and she certainly didn’t count on him, the one that made her childhood a living hell. Forced to tolerate each other for the summer, or face being booted out, they’ll have to learn the art of compromise, but perhaps there’s more in store than either of them imagined.
It was a sequence, almost like a routine that they fell into every now and then whenever time allowed it. When he needed it, she gave it- most of the time anyways.
But imagine that you were the only source of comfort he turned to when it really mattered. Imagine you were the one who surpassed all the rest. And yet, at the end of the day, imagine that you were the one always stuck on the sidelines.
Twelve years ago today, they made history. Today, on the day that they all remember every year, something has happened. And it makes Justin reach out for the one person he's let go of, and now struggles to keep.
Samantha Jones is the sports writer for GQ and Dylan Harper is her boss who just so happens to be the one guy she wants. Inspired by the Angel Taylor song. You seem like Mr. Perfect Why don't you drive over and pick me up? I'll wear my best outfit and people might compliment Our chocolate and vanilla skin And how it looks...