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CP: SuprisesEverything hit rock bottom when the rain started.
Kurtis had seen the clouds and moved for shelter, but the rain had come faster than he had expected. So he'd been forced to duck and cover underneath a random park bench.
He stared out at the drizzle, soaked wet from the sudden downpour.
" . . . At least I won't have to wash myself now!"
Ironically thunder crashed after his statement, making him jump and bang his head up against the underside of the bench. He rubbed his head and heaved a long sigh. He started contemplating whether to bolt over to a tree close by, when he heard somebody humming. He crouched down lower, scanning the space in front of him.
After a moment or two he found the hummer, finding the sound coming from an odd looking girl. He couldn't tell her hair color, but spotted a strip of hair that seemed dyed yellow, the rest was hidden under a bucket hat. She had on a stylish raincoat and matching rain boots, but also had a camera hanging proudly in f
11 Things I Love About dA1- Speech: You gave me a voice
2- Sense: You gave me a sense of what was happening in the world.
3- Expression: You gave me a way of letting out the emotions bottled up inside me.
4- Friendship: You gave me the oppurtunity to become friends with others who share my likes.
5- Connection: You gave me a way of connection to others who may be going through the same things I am currently.
6- Escape: You gave me an escape from reality, even if only for a little while.
7- Intelligence: You gave me more wisdom, that'll help all the more as I grow more.
8- Reason: You give me reason to move on when I feel down.
9- Ideas: You give me fuel when I'm low on fuel for the brain, I search one thing and I'm given something to think about.
10- Place: You give me a place to come to everyday and feel that I belong.
11- Loved: You give me a place to come to and not feel alone.
These 11 things I love about dA.
Happy 11th Birthday.
And thank you for giving this child on the spectrum more than she could ask f
LatreuophobiaI wash off sick-sweet orange lipstick in front of a mirror as dusty as gothic romances. It tastes like oblivion, that is to say, like nothing my tongue can detect.
The door opens with a creak no private restroom could emulate. Some chick with blue bobbed hair and smeared eyeliner. I looked like that once. Ten years ago.
Getting the beer out of my hair is harder. Some men just can't take it when I'd rather they not kiss my feet or call me an angel or-
“Dayum girl, you look like a goddess.”
I gulp, taste of acid.
Vanguard, Chapter 1: DuncanDuncan's Journal: Day 1288
I consider myself a good man. I respect women, elders, my equals, and the dead. I say a morning prayer, and an evening one. Hell, I even thank the gods for a meal, instead of immediately chowing down in the voracious manner as the other soldiers here do. By all logical means, I should be in paradise. No really, not just because I'm a good man, but also because I should be dead by now. So I ask myself: why, oh gods up there, have I ended up in hell?
1288 days. 1288 days of my life have been spent in this misery, and I'm beginning to lose faith in the glory I was promised. Some of the rookies still live in their ignorant bliss, but I've lived long enough to realize that there's not much glory to find here. “Sing the songs of glory and march into battle—-join The Crusade today!”. Such were the words of the posters The Crusade has spread all over The Mortal Realm. Gullible fools practically stand in line for these songs of glory that th
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