Love hurts RP

Bleh. Replace piano with b-boying.

 

-I start running to the park, out for my morning jog. I breathe in the fresh air-

 

*sits on front porch tuning bass guitar*

 

(Add to my description: shorts, diferent shirts and always a hurley cap)

 

-I stop at the park resting on a bench-

 

*finishes and beging to play 'playing in the shadows' *

 

*begins

 

-walks down the street-

 

-I walk my boxer pitbull mix Ceb down the sidewalk-

(It's a long story...)

Ceb! SLOW DOWN!!!!

 

(Am I accepted?)

 

[Woops. Forgot my personality.

Generous, caring although he doesn't know what it feels like to be other than a aristocrat. Charismatic, charming, and suave.]

 

-I pull the bag I was carrying over my shoulder off. I open it taking my bow out. I put the string in place-

 

-Ceb pulls me off the path and I nearly run into a guy with a bow as I fall to the ground.-

I hate you Cebbie!

-he licks my face and pants-

 

-sits on the sidewalk, puts headphones and turns ipod on-