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  • Randomosity Archive Re: The Lounge [14]

    I'll be back later. The plane has wii fi but they won't let us on electronics until we're at 10,000 feet.

    Sep 3, 2012
  • Completed Hall of Fame Re: Mount Olympus [3]

    Rayah I nod, Jackie checking my forehead, "You feeling okay?" I shrug, "I'm...okay."

    Sep 3, 2012
  • Randomosity Archive Re: The Lounge [14]

    Lol. I'm getting on a plane. Hopefully they'll have wi fii on the plane.

    Sep 3, 2012
  • Randomosity Archive Re: The Lounge [14]

    Yes. Lol. And I'll probrably be gone soon. Going on a plane.

    Sep 3, 2012
  • Archive Re: Fear Academy (Started but still accepting)

    Chase Another day, I wake up and sigh. Tatsel is gone, probrably somewhere where he can read, like the library. I get dressed and do my famous hair-do, before grabbing ...

    Sep 3, 2012
  • Randomosity Archive Re: The Lounge [14]

    Yes! :D Cuteness.

    Sep 3, 2012
  • Randomosity Archive Re: The Lounge [14]

    Bye. And I know! So cute!

    Sep 3, 2012
  • Completed Hall of Fame Re: Mount Olympus [3]

    Rayah I open my eyes and look at my arm, yawning, "What...What happened?"

    Sep 3, 2012
  • Randomosity Archive Re: The Lounge [14]

    Oh my gosh! My parents are thinking of getting a golden doodle puppy! So exited! And it's JUST going to be born! *jumps up and down*

    Sep 3, 2012
  • Randomosity Archive Re: The Lounge [14]

    Okay.

    Sep 3, 2012
  • Completed Hall of Fame Re: Mount Olympus [3]

    Rayah Something sinks into my arm, calming me, and I close my eyes. My heartbeat growing slow, "Okay, Jace," Jackie says, "She's good."

    Sep 3, 2012
  • Randomosity Archive Re: The Lounge [14]

    WB.

    Sep 3, 2012
  • Randomosity Archive Re: The Lounge [14]

    Okay...

    Sep 3, 2012
  • Randomosity Archive Re: The Lounge [14]

    What do we write...?

    Sep 3, 2012
  • Randomosity Archive Re: The Lounge [14]

    Lol. Twilight Style....heh. And okay.

    Sep 3, 2012


The real voyage of discovery consists not in seeking new landscapes, but in having new eyes.
— Marcel Proust