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Where the Brookside Ends ch. 1
do you know where the sand in an hour glass comes from? Or why most of your dreams are continuation of dreams that you either have had and don't remember or simply have not had yet.have you ever broken someones heart not once but twice, or more. and didn't bat an eyelash? any such manner of various thoughts as you lie awake in bed ,or in your somber solace whether it be on the road on your way to work,or  in the shower in the morning,, mabye even during the news, or while you text/call the one person you love.                                     A Tasty Soliloquy, "Have you ever had the dream where you were falling? Its theorized that when
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the Eave of never.
There was once a small sleepy little city named Lleh; It all started with a faint whisper. looking for a place to escape. my name is Tsugua Sable and, hhhhh whats the point of this.. the child stands at a 4/11 even, his light brown hair messily falling forward just enough to cover his pale blue eyes. his age somewhere between 6 and 9 but only time would tell. because of his parents messy fights(often turning into physical altercations) the happy days of his child hood now swept into the cold fires of solitude. but they were just to busy to pay attention, busy fighting over who gets custody.. it comes to a point were you just have to get away,
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Thoughts grift, dreamless entity 1 song 0
Wake. me up through all my dreams, dreams and all the memories, time has all but gone past now.  dreams they shake and fade somehow, i am left, with lies that you have told. then you walked away  from me, its so cold it burns me to breathe. open up your eyes and scream all is lost but memories, "wait please" times before i passed fade grey, but of course you just walked away. so i hope that you can see me broke helpless in defeat its so cold and hard to breathe. and, and all the memories. dont wait for me, (the memories) its so cold i cannot breathe. dont look at me the mem, the memor the memories. and of couse you dont care, t
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you wouldn't begin to understand, yet here i am explaining the recollection of days that have long since vanished. but those memories remain crystal clear. you set the glass in front of me, my lips cracked, dry, my continence a shatterproof resolve, my special facade made just for you to put your mind at ease you push the glass into my hand, then tell me not to drink. how cruel of you to mock my pain, and yet here i am with you as a shield to dull the ache this very well may be my final act, your ignorant of this, the blood and tears iv shed for you, your ignorant in bliss. so of course you would ignore my pain. "but that was my choi
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Where the Brookside Ends ch. 1
do you know where the sand in an hour glass comes from? Or why most of your dreams are continuation of dreams that you either have had and don't remember or simply have not had yet.have you ever broken someones heart not once but twice, or more. and didn't bat an eyelash? any such manner of various thoughts as you lie awake in bed ,or in your somber solace whether it be on the road on your way to work,or  in the shower in the morning,, mabye even during the news, or while you text/call the one person you love.                                     A Tasty Soliloquy, "Have you ever had the dream where you were falling? Its theorized that when
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the Eave of never.
There was once a small sleepy little city named Lleh; It all started with a faint whisper. looking for a place to escape. my name is Tsugua Sable and, hhhhh whats the point of this.. the child stands at a 4/11 even, his light brown hair messily falling forward just enough to cover his pale blue eyes. his age somewhere between 6 and 9 but only time would tell. because of his parents messy fights(often turning into physical altercations) the happy days of his child hood now swept into the cold fires of solitude. but they were just to busy to pay attention, busy fighting over who gets custody.. it comes to a point were you just have to get away,
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Thoughts grift, dreamless entity 1 song 0
Wake. me up through all my dreams, dreams and all the memories, time has all but gone past now.  dreams they shake and fade somehow, i am left, with lies that you have told. then you walked away  from me, its so cold it burns me to breathe. open up your eyes and scream all is lost but memories, "wait please" times before i passed fade grey, but of course you just walked away. so i hope that you can see me broke helpless in defeat its so cold and hard to breathe. and, and all the memories. dont wait for me, (the memories) its so cold i cannot breathe. dont look at me the mem, the memor the memories. and of couse you dont care, t
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evanescent
you wouldn't begin to understand, yet here i am explaining the recollection of days that have long since vanished. but those memories remain crystal clear. you set the glass in front of me, my lips cracked, dry, my continence a shatterproof resolve, my special facade made just for you to put your mind at ease you push the glass into my hand, then tell me not to drink. how cruel of you to mock my pain, and yet here i am with you as a shield to dull the ache this very well may be my final act, your ignorant of this, the blood and tears iv shed for you, your ignorant in bliss. so of course you would ignore my pain. "but that was my choi
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Dark Cat Chronicles Season 1 Episode 3
Dark Cat Chronicles Season 1 Episode 3: Cheetah's First Encounter __________________________________________________________________________________________ Written By Aaron Weyl (Sonic 3 & Kunckles: Angel Island Zone Act 1 BGM) (At Dark's cave..) (Dark was drawing today walls only this time he'll writes the native but extinct language called "Khajcatls" (Which most Khajjits used to speak and her mother was a last surviving native speaker of the Khajcatls) on the cave wall while he's thinking about what to do today.) Dark: "Hmmm, let's see what I'm going to do today?" (He asked himself) (And so he begin to think what he was going to do
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Eyy, are you free?
If you're looking to doodle random OC's for practice or something...perhaps you can help me. You see, a friend wants one of her anthro babes back (I adopted it from her and have drawn art of it since then so you can imagine I'm a tad attached) And I told her I'd think about it. You see, if I had an anthro I was more attached to, I'd have no problem handing it back to her of course. This is where you guys come in. I DO have an anthro I'd like to be far more attached to. His name is Emrys! Would you guys maybe...draw him if you can find the time? Hell I could probably do some kind of art trade or something if you really insist on it. I
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There was once a thing called dreams.
There was once a thing called dreams. not anymore, all that's left is emptiness. There was once warm smiles, no more just an empty cold blank stare. The once beautiful thoughts that reside ground down to the marrow, now nothing. And every hope harrowed by the blades of selfish impulses. As every new nightmare is takes on your face, i hope that your happy. The most beautiful thing in existence is now the bane of my very being. SUDDENLY appearing only to cut me down lower than i was before as if rock bottom was really the first floor. and they ask me why i blankly stare. because the only thing iv ever wanted was someone to love, someone to cher
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Devious Journal Entry
Every time that i open my eyes, I realize that i was better off keeping them closed. As the dream that i call my past, and nightmare that is reality have long since caught up to me. And i realize that the harder i try, the harder it gets. And i realize the more that i try to talk the less anyone listens. But slowly, ever so slowly my life seems to take a turn for the better. Spinning like a gyroscope, and as it gets better i realize that im still spinning. That any moment ill bypass my goal and have to wait untill the chance comes again, and again, and again. Waiting for a phone call that never happens. Looking for that closure that d
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im out of words.,
To say. Nothing els to speak. Not another moment seek. No more air to breathe. Not a moments reprieve. I doubt ill ever come back from this. Or recover. But, you will, so it didnt matter ither way. This will be my last journal,. Not like anyone actually read my journals for content anyway.,
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Knock, knock. Are You there?
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Hey, how are You?
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You are still here. Talk to me, Please. I'm worried.
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Hey, still here? You seem to be feeling low again, and I'm a bit worried.
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I'm so sorry Shozy
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Its ok..,
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