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MAGDALENE AND JOYCE


Silly, beautiful, oversensitive girl - Edward Cullen

Talk to me





Just because I'm resisting the wine doesn't mean I can't appreciate the bouquet - Edward Cullen


I dazzle people? - Edward Cullen


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the untold past

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"And so the lion fell in love with the lamb...,"
he murmured.
I looked away, hiding my eyes as I thrilled to the word.
"What a stupid lamb," I sighed.
"What a sick, masochistic lion."



"How old are you?"
"Seventeen," he answered promptly.
"And how long have you been seventeen?"
His lips twitched as he stared at the road.
“A while,”


If I could dream at all,
it would be about you.
And I'm not ashamed of it.

- Edward Cullen

Wednesday, November 26, 2008

today, we hanged out for awhile after piano. we both had piano at the same timing but joyce was late for piano. wth. stupid girl. after piano went to kap to grab a drink. we hanged out for like really really awhile. cos joyce had to go home early cos she have a test tmr. at kap after getting our drink, we sat and talk while waiting for joyce's mum. when joyce's mum came, we parted. mag went to meet her friend while joyce went home.



About three things I was absolutely positive.
First, Edward was a vampire.
Second, there was a part of him that thirsted for my blood.
And third, I was unconditionally and irrevocably in love with him.