Devious Journal Entry*icontenten-appreciation*
I'm in a crazy Tenten club!
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I likes Tenten.
But not like that, cos I'm straight.
Loyal SoulIn the brightest days and the darkest nights you still have a soul to depend. I am your friend Whataever world will do to you I am here for you. A loyal comrade I've been and will always be. Together we fought so many battles,our names already frozen in time. Friendship - Something for th ages. And in you pitchblack hours I'll still accompany you. Our crossed swords point the way to a brigther future.Loyal Soul
It Takes Time--CHELSEA--It Takes Time
The second I saw HIM at Miss Mirabelle's shop, I knew he was the one. I had been sick the day he announced his arrival, and completely missed him, but I knew who he was. He was an animal transporter who spent most of his time on ships. He wore black and brown traditional cowboy clothes- hat, boots and all -and had a rope on his belt. I caught a glimpse of silvery hair. His name was Vaughn, according to Julia.
“H-hi there!” I greeted him nervously, watching him unload livestock into the barn behind Miss Mirabelle's shop.
He turned and gave me a long stare, his violet eyes- or should
It Takes Time: Chapter 2--VAUGHN--It Takes Time: Chapter 2
The sounds of the ocean were always calming, even if I was surrounded by animals who were always loud and hyper. I stared up at the moon, trying to clear my mind of the events that happened today. But that girl- Chelsea -kept cropping up in my mind. The way she tried to be nice to me, yet I pushed her away...
Then again, I had done that to everyone on the island. They all were polite to me, but as soon as I turned my back I could hear the muttering start. It wasn't my fault I could be shy sometimes. Shyness makes people rude sometimes. Why can't anybody see that? The cow beside me mooed loudly in my ear.
I'm weird, funny, and creative. I like reading, writing, drawing, playing video games, and making comics.  |
Approval
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"I must remember it has always been like this: those Trojan women learning their fates; the simple sharpness of the guillotine. A filigree of cruelty adorns every culture." (Linda Pastan – A Rainy Country)
hope we'll meet again on dA
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Fight with Blood, fight with Steel
Die with Honor, never kneel
Fear our Hearts filled with Pride
Into Glory we shall ride!
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Fight with Blood, fight with Steel
Die with Honor, never kneel
Fear our Hearts filled with Pride
Into Glory we shall ride!
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