MarshiestMallow
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The Marshiest of Mallows
STATUS: "Doing your best" does not mean working yourself to the point of a mental breakdown. Its no longer your best at that point. 8 yrs ago
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"Doing your best" does not mean working yourself to the point of a mental breakdown. Its no longer your best at that point.
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9 yrs ago
The word homeowner has the word "meow" in it. Good luck pronouncing it correctly ever again. You're welcome ^.^
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9 yrs ago
When everything seems wrong...something goes right, and it changes darkness into light, and makes the shadows a little less daunting.
10 yrs ago
People cry, not because they are weak. It's because they've been strong for too long
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11 yrs ago
the bad thing about being bullied is that every time it happens it steals a little piece of who you are if it happens enough little by little you become a little less of who you were meant to be.
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Hmmm... Help me think of one. Something short, but clever. All I can think of is some sort of latin for dragon, draco.
Hm.
Well it depends on what you want. I just shoved letters together and came up with it. It's unique XD
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Edit: I tried naming my dragons, but everything I could think of was taken...
That's when I give them a last name. I've made my own up for all my dragons, which is "Ole'Ale" just make something up like that and add it to the name you have and you're golden
Sorry I haven't been here guys. I'm in a really low state right now.
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always here to talk if you want
Harry shrugged "my father is a good father and that's all that matters, isn't it?" He didn't know if Nicolas heard him though.
"That's a good clinical way of describing fear" the doctor said, with a smile, "the trouble with clinical is it makes everything cold. How can one describe the bone numbing, heart pounding fear that can come over you, or the sweat inducing, panicky feeling it can bring? You must experience it, after all" she said, "the human mind is so complex, we may never truly understand the e((ect fear has"
"That's a good clinical way of describing fear" the doctor said, with a smile, "the trouble with clinical is it makes everything cold. How can one describe the bone numbing, heart pounding fear that can come over you, or the sweat inducing, panicky feeling it can bring? You must experience it, after all" she said, "the human mind is so complex, we may never truly understand the e((ect fear has"
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Sorry that about dreams was about something else. I passed the house of my bestest middle school friend again and realised how much I actually miss to hang out with her.
Ah I see
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Try my subject youll hate it. Im doing the hardest education on my niveau.
Why are dreams so misleading T-T
Because, dear one, if things were easy what would be the point in reaching for them?
When they were back at the camp, Cassandra darted off to her tent, rummaging through her pack and getting out the splinter kit. She approached Evan, and crouched in front of him, gently taking one hand, she began to remove the splinters. "you know, when I first started cutting wood for my Aunt, I got so many splinters, I swear My hands looked like a porcupine!" she said in a soft tone, being as gentle as she could.
"sometimes I think splinters are the worst thing in the world, little slivers of wood!" she gave a shrug, and continued to extract the splinters, content to do so, and happy to help a friend. "everyone, everyone hates getting them, and everyone bes mucho and say it doesn't hurt, but I can tell you, a majority of them go off and sniffle to themselves!" she haves soft laugh, rocking back on her heels when she had finished.
"don't worry about it, okay? My hands are tough from chopping wood since I was 12, and the guitar playing too, but I still flinch at the pain of a splinter"
"sometimes I think splinters are the worst thing in the world, little slivers of wood!" she gave a shrug, and continued to extract the splinters, content to do so, and happy to help a friend. "everyone, everyone hates getting them, and everyone bes mucho and say it doesn't hurt, but I can tell you, a majority of them go off and sniffle to themselves!" she haves soft laugh, rocking back on her heels when she had finished.
"don't worry about it, okay? My hands are tough from chopping wood since I was 12, and the guitar playing too, but I still flinch at the pain of a splinter"
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