Yayz for school taking up free time cuz I'm too lazy to do everything on time.
P.S.: In lulz we trust *brick'd*


Of Oranges and Ol' SparkyI havent had an orange in four years and seven months. Why? Because I was in jail, and for what is my dirty little secret. However, today is my final day as a human being and all I wanted was an orange. Unfortunately, the jail I lived in didnt allow fruits for some bizarre, twisted reason. So I had to settle for the memory of an orange. Even after all this time, I could still remember what it felt like. Bumpy, dry kin like a snake, firm and the size of a baseball. An edible baseball, but still. Shades of yellow, orange, red, and even faint traces of green painted my imaginary fruit, swirling and swirling arOf Oranges and Ol' Sparky


Problem with CommunicationYou know how most couples complain that their spouse wont listen to them, or that they can never get a point across? Im one of them. Every afternoon my hubby, Herbert, would come home from work tired and hungry. Id fix him dinner and a drink, then spend the rest of the afternoon listening to him complain about the food. Its too damn hot, woman. Hed claim, raising a piece of meat to his mouth. Its colder than ice! Hed shout a few minutes later. What sauce did you use on this, poison? Do you hear me? DaProblem with Communication


Falling Slowly Part 1Paris, France (Earth) Year 2142Falling Slowly Part 1
So... this is Paris? Huh, not what I expected, but, as always, nothing ever lives up to my expectations. Literally. I havent been to Earth in so long... at least, not since the Renians came and taught the earthlings magic. Almost 300 years ago. Thats all in the past though. There are few people on the street and they all look at me with hostility. I was the stranger here. I wonder what they would think if they could see what I really look like. With my deep, blue skin, glowing white eyes, snow-white hair. All they see of my true form are my long, elfin ears. They
I usually frown on "thank you for the fav. comments", but I've been gone from dA for some time due to school work. Instead of taking these 400 favourites for granted, I wanted to thank YOU for making me feel welcome when I came back. Thank you. I'm glad you enjoy my work. I hope you have a wonderful day, and a delightful Halloween this year. And never forget... I love you.
Much lovelovelovelove,
*bewarecalamity
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QUEEN OF SPANK-TORIA.
If you'd like, I'll get you a green card.
FAQ #565: You prohibit the submission of 'pornographic imagery'; what do you consider this to be?
And my poem!! Thank youuuuuu
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"My hand thinks I'm an artist, but my heart knows i'm a poet." -Bright Eyes
Btw, sorry for my late reply!
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Check out my comic if ya like [link]
Or maybe my blog?=> [link]
Maybe my commission status and collection over at LJ?[link]
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Many kids and teenagers around the world are suiciding because they have not recieved love or happiness. If you want to be a hero, be someone's friend, because you could save that person's life.
Inspired by Superchic[k] and a song by Kelly Rowland
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100% TSUBASA RESERVoir CHRoNICLE fan
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"Those who dream by day are cognizant of many things which escape those who dream only by night." Edgar Allan Poe
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She breaks a bottle, lets it slip
As if the whipping wind could lash,
Could drag it gently from her grip--
She smiles,
and the green shards flash
between her parted lips.
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Why do I like yaoi/yuri? Because of France.
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She breaks a bottle, lets it slip
As if the whipping wind could lash,
Could drag it gently from her grip--
She smiles,
and the green shards flash
between her parted lips.
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