

Untitled StoryThe dark storm clouds were obscuring the full moon. The rain was soft, and lulling. Occasionally, lightning lit the sky, and thunder boomed in the distance. The wind was howling and trees were rustling. The air was unnaturally cold for San Francisco during summer. People were wearing heavy jackets and scarves at times. No one could explain it. Everyone was puzzled. Everyone, that is, except for one. Toran knew exactly why the weather was acting like it was. A storm like this could only mean one thing: a great evil was growing in poweUntitled Story
Whispers.
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"Life's not a bitch, life is a beautiful woman. You only call her a bitch cause she won't let you get that pussy. Maybe she didn't feel y'all shared any similar interests...or maybe you're just an asshole who couldn't sweet talk the princess."
-Aes
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I am ready to meet my Maker. Whether my Maker is prepared for the ordeal of meeting me is another matter.
-- Winston Churchill
Sex is like a bridge: if you dont have a good partner, you better have a good hand.
-- Charles Pierce
Dude, it's been so long since I've said that.
JIMMY I love youuuu ^_^
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Most people don't realize that two large pieces of coral, painted brown, and attached to his skull with common wood screws can make a child look like a deer.
Hey.. I can feel the stitches in my mouth.
Hope you're having fun, wherever you are.. ^_^
<333
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