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- - waiting for the stop sign to turn green6:28 PM May 5th from txt
- @dcorsetto danielle, with the wonderful life drawings you've been doing, why not draw some GWS characters life-like for limited prints? $$!8:37 PM Apr 27th from web in reply to dcorsetto
- - can you... forgive me?8:33 PM Apr 27th from web
- - I have not been a good Internet Correspondent ('/_\')8:32 PM Apr 27th from web
- @spam LifeIsASchool seems to be a spam account. I have blocked them.9:19 PM Apr 22nd from web in reply to spam
- - My blue seeds of flame sink into the roughened soil, and I feel drained. I make a motion to seal the earth, until their day arrives.1:30 AM Apr 5th from web
- - The silver light is challenged by a new blue rival. It forms a thousand points of fire in the space between my arms, and I cast it down.1:28 AM Apr 5th from web
- - The ground stirs. The air is seized by an invisible force. The sound of the leaves in the trees is silenced. I speak the forbidden words.1:25 AM Apr 5th from web
- - The power of Her Name fills me. The reason for Her Being exalts me. The light of Her Soul illuminates All! Bring me Her Power! ELLUCIDA!1:21 AM Apr 5th from web
- - I raise my arms, the cloak slips down and they are silver as well. The light is its own magic. My magic is less benign, but more useful.1:18 AM Apr 5th from web
- - The grove is still, with just the rustling of the leaves in the trees as a soft murmuring sound. All is silver and black, and mine.1:12 AM Apr 5th from web
- - The moon is up. The air is cool and moist, and the urges tug at me. It will be special tonight. I feel it so. My cloak flows around me.1:10 AM Apr 5th from web
- - Title: The Flowers that Bloom at Night1:02 AM Apr 5th from web
- - listening a teenage girl in the next booth talk about a 'quid pro ho.'6:03 PM Apr 3rd from txt
- - ...you can trust me when I say I will not use them unless provoked...10:31 AM Apr 1st from txt
- - if it is justifiable for anyone to possess nuclear weapons, then I should have them also.10:28 AM Apr 1st from txt
- - the screaming got louder when plowed through the red light and floored the gas pedal.7:58 PM Mar 27th from txt
- - I could hear screaming and crying from the back as I pulled away from the curb. A Mercedes turned across two lanes so I knocked it sid ...7:40 PM Mar 27th from txt
- - I was out of time. The engine roared harshly and the plastic seat shook as I put the old bus in gear.7:32 PM Mar 27th from txt
- - Despite my deranged behavior, I still had almost a dozen souls on board.7:28 PM Mar 27th from txt
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