people that actually don’t reblog this

 don’t ignore this folks.. where do you think you’ll be after death? come on, think.. your soul isn’t going to another being or animal, either Heaven or hell..

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Lmaooo. Suck it upppp!

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A lot of people have been telling me they loved this story, and that I should start on it again.

But, I feel like this story was trash, so I stopped writing.

Anyways, if you think I should start this story over LIKE OR REBLOG. 

ALSO, MESSAGE ME AS WELL!

I will go by that, to determine if I’ll start this story over or not! 

<3

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When you finish yours!

Thanks babe.

Lmaooo.

Marie.

I sat in my car, in Chris’ driveway. I pondered on if I should go in or not. I ran my fingers through my hair, and finally decided to go inside. 

I walked up to his door, and knocked three times. I stood there patiently, waiting on him to answer the door. The wind blew, as I shivered. Finally Chris came to the door, in nothing but basketball shorts, and ankle socks.

My eyes roamed his body, admiring his tattoos. “You gonna come in, or what?” He chuckled.

“Oh, sorry.” I laughed nervously. He stepped aside, so I could come in. I walked inside, and sat down on the couch. He closed the door softly, and sat next to me.

“You wanna watch a movie, or some shit?” He asked. I could tell he was faded. 

“Sure, I smiled.” He put in a movie, and we sat back and watched it. He grabbed a perfectly rolled blunt off the table, that was in front of us. “You still smoke?” He asked, lighting the blunt and putting it to his lips. I nodded. I only smoked, when Christina wasn’t around me. Smoking was a very big stress reliever for me.

He passed me the blunt, and I inhaled letting the smoke fill my lungs. 

“What’s wrong Chris?” I asked passing the blunt to him. He seemed….off. Like something was bothering him.

“Everything,” He sighed, putting the blunt to his lips. “The media won’t leave me alone, it seems like everything I do isn’t right, and on top of that, I found out that Tamara has been cheating on me with Mijo.” He rubbed his hands over his face, and breathed deeply, putting out the blunt.

“I’m sorry.” I said grabbing his hand. “Everything will get better, I promise. Fuck Tamara, she aint shit. There’s plenty fish in the sea, Christopher.”

He smiled, and looked into my eyes. “Thank you Marie.” He grabbed my chin, and kissed me passionately. I sat there, shocked. My mind was trying to register what was going on. I finally responded by kissing him back. 

He picked me up, and carried me upstairs to his bedroom, without breaking the kiss. I knew we were going to do something that I was going to regret, but at this moment I didn’t care. Lust was taking over, my mind.

Get ready for it, babes!