but yer 4 a place that i love seems like i hardly come to visit X_X. tis will change tho.
fun fact: i was in the process of going through all of the deviations from people whom i watch [some will notice an outpour of comments] i had like 400 sumthin to read. when im away for a while i ALWAYS make sure i take the time to look at all the deviations because id like those people to read, comment, fave, etc mines
ANYWAY
this whole new layout thing confused me at first and i was on the first page of reading deviations and i was done with it. so i pressed a button labled *remove all deviations* thinking it would remove the ALL THE DEVIATIONS from just THAT PAGE... it deleted them all
so i guess i'l just have to catch up on you all's new stuff.
sad i know. [not sarcasm]
i havent submitted anything recently... *hopefully* I CAN get something up by the end of this week.
i luVs my DA fRiends. really i do hehe
BYE








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I wanna hurt you just to hear you screaming my name.......
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" Ki szívünkben egyszer nyomot hagyott,
annak illata kitörölhetetlen "
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(8) "at the closing of the day when darkness falls
at the cooling of the sun when evening calls,
i can enter my dream world i can open my heart
and walk with you again my love" (8)
Benenden Music Summer School 2009
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I wanna hurt you just to hear you screaming my name.......
Sorry I haven't sent you something in a while. But I did finally post a lil' poem the other day. The first one this year...
I know I'm almost a month late...But Happy Sweet 16th Birthday my friend. I hope it was a wonderful day for you. I hope to see some more pieces posted from you soon...
Your D.A. Friend...Rob
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When a work lifts your spirits and inspires bold and noble thoughts in you, do not look for any other standard to judge by: the work is good, the product of a master craftsman.
- -- La Bruyere
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"Beautiful that war and all its deeds of carnage must in time be utterly lost, that the hands of the sisters Death and Night incessantly softly wash again, and ever again, this soil'd world; for my enemy is dead." Walt Whitman
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Jessie/ Lucy
"Dont Feed the Lesbian"
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