Gargh
SadnessI'm so bored!
A whole week of no lectures.
All i did was read and play Guildwars. What a loser.
Customer Service DeskHe comes forward, like a swaggering beast, With contemptuous stomps of his troll-like feet, His eyes are narrowed, like opened scars, Two shrunken flea-like pupils, the colour of tarCustomer Service Desk
His earwig moustache twitches and struggles down, As his slug-like lips dip in a grotesque frown, The waves of dread batter me like hellfire rain, I meet his scornful stare with a choke of disdain
His voice thrashes and rages like a vicious cobra, As venomous spit lands on the ‘Customer Service’ poster, He bellows and slams down his tank-like fist My senses are enveloped in
Red CoatRed was the colour of her new coat. Also, it was the colour of her hair, or at least, it was the colour it had been a month or two ago. Now it was a sort of burgundy brown with dark chestnut roots.Red Coat
It was wool rich, her red coat. That’s what it had said on the tag. ‘Wool Rich!’ it had stated, like it was some kind of clothing award.
She liked her new coat. It was flattering on her slightly podgy curves; it fitted round her smallish waist like a charming bodice, the buttons were big and striking and as glorious as plastic could be. And, it had a hood.
She had never had a hooded coat
Central ParkCentral ParkCentral Park
Pristine snow is laden, On fingertip branches, They lean towards a figure.
The man walks alone, Head bent to the wind.
He leaves no Footprints.
He wraps himself in wool, An angled hat hides his face Nothing can touch him
The crunching sound from Underneath his boots
He leaves no Footprints.
The muffled siren Otherworldly, detached It calls to him, beckoning.
He coughs as he walks, His steps are heavy,
He leaves no Footprints.
The stream of mist, &nb
Geisha
VW: Let me be your WingsYou're crying again, Up on the hill, Where she crashed and burned. It kills me, To see you all alone, Your life dead forever. I watch you from afar, Making sure you don't get hurt, It's all I can do, I'm dead to you now.VW: Let me be your Wings
She lived a good life, The beautiful Highwind, Her sisters are gone too. Sold to the ShinRa, Your brother and workers. You can't touch her now, She's buried in dust.
So I sit here sadly, Right next to you, But you can't feel me, You can't see or hear me. Is that why you're sad? &nbs
Life: Hasta la vistaI don't know why I bothered, Hypocrite in my own right, Outcast of my heart. I gave you a chance, I thought you was genuine, True and caring. How wrong I was! I stupidly chose you, Over a guy who actually loved me! I hurt him, I made him cry, And for what? For a scumbag like you?! I hurt the one man that cared, Cause I was blind to your 'fake' love! But I'm not blind anymore, I won't be fooled no longer. I may have lost four months of my life, But to hell will I lose any more over you!Life: Hasta la vista
And welcome to thine doom!!
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"You will find that defiance has a price, as submission has it's rewards..."
Yuffie in =KingdomHeartsArmy
Vincent in ~Final-Enchantment
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CRYING COZ THEY LOST ALL THEIR PANTIES
I think that they look rather tasty
IT'S A GOOD JOB THAT THEY'RE ALREADY STRIPPED
rofl.
Hola, sexy becci! What's the happy haps?
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I'm Not crazy. I'm just Becci
*applauds*
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++ We must Take our Tablets or else we will Go Mad ++
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Well
Your right.
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