HATE HATE HATE HATE HATE HATE HATE HATE HATE
D:<
I have to go learn to draw so I can eat jets.


Painting With Words As the clouds part and slide along the sides of the zeppelin, its passengers look out into the beautiful roar of a morning sky. Brilliant splashes of orange, purple, and red radiate from the horizon as a fragment of sun slices through the clouds shrouding the eastern mountains. The metallic hull of the great zeppelin glints in the light of the rising sun, contrasting with the orange sky in a breathtaking flash of beauty that could only be described as nothing more than extraordinary.Painting With Words
That, my friend, is art.
-shuffles through your gallery-
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I'M MORE D.E.L.I.C.I.O.U.S.E.R. THAN HAYLEY D:<
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Stars, hearts, and a gallon of cyanide.
I stalk you.
Stalker. xD
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"Aw, come on, it's just an eye. You never used it anyway. The rake in the middle of the washroom was just a coincidence."
Psh.
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"Aw, come on, it's just an eye. You never used it anyway. The rake in the middle of the washroom was just a coincidence."
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[link] The Luminarium
Destiny is not a matter of chance. It is a matter of choice. It's not a thing to be waited for - it is a thing to be achieved.
I'd love to write something on them, if you didn't mind. I'll need to ask a couple questions first.
<.<
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"Aw, come on, it's just an eye. You never used it anyway. The rake in the middle of the washroom was just a coincidence."
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