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Sun Mar 27, 2022 10:55 am
Mageheart says...



Good luck with that studying!

It feels a little late for me to be replying, but my plan this past weekend has been to relax after several hectic weeks and weekends. I also have this one 1 1/2 long YouTube video I really want to watch, but I haven't gotten to it just yet.
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roleplaying is my platonic love language.

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Mon Mar 28, 2022 6:37 pm
MailicedeNamedy says...



Speaking of Youtube vids... I have over 120 videos on my Watch-Later-Playlist. Most of the mare music, but there are still some documentaries and podcasts I want to watch.
Reality is a prison and time is its guard

I´m just a random girl with gentle manners

Every bad voice in your head was once outside
  





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Tue Mar 29, 2022 3:51 am
WeepingWisteria says...



I'm here now, and it's y'all's problem.
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“the wist i knew would never allow a straight boy in their stories” ~Omni
“Hi Omni can I request wist get the role mom friend :]" ~winter
“ah yes, fear Wist's smile :) <- speaks of layers and layers of secrets” ~mint
  





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Tue Mar 29, 2022 6:23 pm
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A mouse in the house.
Reality is a prison and time is its guard

I´m just a random girl with gentle manners

Every bad voice in your head was once outside
  





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Sat Apr 09, 2022 5:30 am
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A mouse crept silently through the house
Small padded footsteps echoing across the carpeted house
Its pink tail playfully wriggled through the air
Whiskers twitching as it smelled the air
Scampering further and further from the polished front door
Finding a fancily fashioned room
Little claws gripping onto a beaded red fabric
Climbing like a mountaineer with only a pick and boots
The breeze from the top of the mountain strong enough to blow it away
So it climbed down in preparation of its daily feasting
Scurrying across the kitchen floor
Until a loud thud sounded and although it struggled it stayed put
And the coy copper cat crawled courageously toward the creature
Giant claws like butcher knives
Open maw big enough to swallow it whole
Taunted as the cat licked its glimmering grey growth of hair
Tightening its tail till it snapped off with a thwack
And appetizied it
The tailless tom
Crying in crops
As it descended the stairs
And jumbled jauntingy
Down the deck
Running
Screaming from the
Coy copper cat
With its butcher knife claws
And maw as wide as it
  





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Sat Apr 09, 2022 1:37 pm
MailicedeNamedy says...



That´s a nice poem!
Reality is a prison and time is its guard

I´m just a random girl with gentle manners

Every bad voice in your head was once outside
  





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Sat Apr 09, 2022 2:15 pm
NewHope says...



Thank you! Got to keep up with NaPo whenever you have the inspiration.
  








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