So I've remedied that.
Go read my latest ramblings if you haven't already read it over at LiveJournal, and you're still watching me.
I'm off to playing more games- peace out.


Dreamwalkers Part OneThe days pass by like the fragments of dreams. Here and there, frantic, nightmarish pieces strewn amongst caring moments of friendship and trust, and I, neither its dreamer nor dream'd, pause to reflect. Reflect wearily upon nothings in my dreamless nights. I stop and wonder now and then, like a bobbing leaf going down rapids, always losing the struggle and being sucked back into the turmoil. Always with uncertainties that I may not return to the peaceful surface. Nevertheless, aimless and drifting, torn and tattered, bombarded and battered, I still float along.Dreamwalkers Part One
I wake from the flickering memories of before, and have
-Girl
Myself?
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"CRACK. It's what's for dinner."
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Zepadoodle.~
Zepadoodle means awesome in Amy language. :3
So I return the favor. (without the zombies or body parts)
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Can I interest you in a few moments of perspective? Can I show you a few pieces of hell and a few minutes of heaven? Would that really make you wise, or just damned?
v_v;
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Can I interest you in a few moments of perspective? Can I show you a few pieces of hell and a few minutes of heaven? Would that really make you wise, or just damned?
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Can I interest you in a few moments of perspective? Can I show you a few pieces of hell and a few minutes of heaven? Would that really make you wise, or just damned?
you know how much that means to me. :3
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Smile a little, laugh a little, cry a little.
Dream a lot.
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