Tentative RevivalJust a quick journal entry to say that I am going to try to attempt a possible perhaps sort of a little revival to this page, uploading more fragments that I write, maybe a few scans of doodles or something.
Or not, we'll see I guess.
~Waiting-Fate
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Ticket to the Moon Pt 1-31Ticket to the Moon Pt 1-3
A soft, thin paper booklet was in his clenched fist. Wind billowed across his brow and his eyes were clenched shut in concentration. The booklet while clenched was not folded or ruffled – he took good care not to damage it, it was covered in tiny, printed script in the language of the corporation and backed with soft felt. His eyelids parted and he once again scanned the front page with his hazel eyes. His features were neat and rather rounded, he wished he was more angular in that respect and often complained that his lips were too fat. He exhaled through his nose, the air lost in the flurry of winds ruffling his equally brown
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- Current Residence: Oregon
- Interests: Reading, Doodling, Writing, Sleeping(Dreaming), Gesticulating, Mysteries and mystique
- Favourite movie: Dawn of the Dead (original)
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- Favourite cartoon character: Sameji
- Tools of the Trade: Amazing Fails.
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That's how it is when you have a stone in your heart and you can't cry out, and you can't let it go... -Tan
" I loved my shadow, this dark side of me that had my same restless nature..."
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Oh, So clumsy, so desperate, so sad, a bird with broken wings...
That's how it is when you have a stone in your heart and you can't cry out, and you can't let it go... -Tan
" I loved my shadow, this dark side of me that had my same restless nature..."
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"I had been doing what sleep scientists call free-running: losing all connection to circadian rhythm."
I'm a cuddle-whore with a fondness for romance.
And raw fish.
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"I had been doing what sleep scientists call free-running: losing all connection to circadian rhythm."
I'm a cuddle-whore with a fondness for romance.
And raw fish.
Love you!
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Oh, So clumsy, so desperate, so sad, a bird with broken wings...
That's how it is when you have a stone in your heart and you can't cry out, and you can't let it go... -Tan
" I loved my shadow, this dark side of me that had my same restless nature..."
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Oh, So clumsy, so desperate, so sad, a bird with broken wings...
That's how it is when you have a stone in your heart and you can't cry out, and you can't let it go... -Tan
" I loved my shadow, this dark side of me that had my same restless nature..."
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Oh, So clumsy, so desperate, so sad, a bird with broken wings...
That's how it is when you have a stone in your heart and you can't cry out, and you can't let it go... -Tan
" I loved my shadow, this dark side of me that had my same restless nature..."
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