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Sisters Just A Talkin Away~Conversation~Sisters Just A Talkin Away in Comedy More Like This
Warning: May include insane speech and hyperness. Read at your own risk!
Ninja: I'm only on for like 5 min.
Ninja: Then I'm calling someone
Spicy: OKAY HOLD ON
Spicy: http://spicy-tunaroll.deviantart.com/art/Blue-D-309244521
Ninja: YOUR HAIR!!!!
Spicy: http://spicy-tunaroll.deviantart.com/#/d5446u0
Ninja: IT'S SO SEXY
Spicy: AFFFF <3 THANKS
Ninja: I'm getting the bottom of mine dyed black (:
Spicy: Really? owo
Ninja: YES (: I'M SO HAPPY
Spicy: IM DOING MY EDGES BLACK AS WELL
Spicy: DKFNWRK:GNH <3
Spicy: GURL
Spicy: WE BE TWINSIES
Ninja: Not really lol
Spicy: NOW GO RUN TO PRINCE CHARMING
Spicy: RUN!
Sp
Random Information about stuffJust saying, i didnt write this, i merely obtained it off thie website:http://guide2homelessness.blogspot.com/2004/10/importance-of-car-cover.html (this is not all there is at all)Random Information about stuff in Personal More Like This
Introduction to the Project
I spent nearly five years, from mid-1996 to the beginning of 2001, homeless, or as I liked to call it with a distributed household. I had storage, shelter, mailbox, telephone, shower, bathroom facilities, cooking equipment, and transportation, even access to television, radio, computer equipment, and ac power. I had the essence of a home. It was simply more geographically scattered than is traditional in our culture.
I'm not the first to do what I did, to live homeless well. I'm not the first to find advantage in homelessness. It is a well kept secret that homelessness can be freedom and comfort can attend it. The secret is well kept because revealing that you are homeless in this society is dangerous. There is stigma. There are even laws prohibiting it. Imagine that. There are la
Haunted CH1Haunted is about BladeHaunted CH1 in Personal More Like ThisCuz OC storiez won. With one vote.
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Blade sighed and waited impatiently for daylight. She had woken up in the middle of the peaceful night, and couldn't get back to sleep. She put a paw on her chest and traced the line where the un-seen scar was, remembering how Darkness had given it to her in the Great Battle. Blade turned onto her back and stared through the sun-roof as she remembered how she had first met the Umbreon. Blade's revenge wasn't enough. Killing Darkness just wasn't enough for the shiny zoura. But the past is the past Blade thought, Your too late. You can't change what happened so long ago. Better off going on like this instead. Having enough, Blade quietly stood up in her hammock, turned around, and flung herself out the window. Landing safely on the soft grass, she walked out into the darkness. Finally reaching the shore of the lake, Bl
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