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by SnowFiery » Wed Jun 20, 2012 5:13 pm
Russel led them both to a large rock structure. Slightly curved in at the top, providing perfect cover. He slung the gun on his back, and began climbing
Who are you, really? You are not a name or a height, or a weight or a gender. You are not an age and you are not where you are from. You are your favorite books, and the songs stuck in your head
You are your thoughts
And what you eat for breakfast on Saturday mornings. You are a thousand things, but everyone chooses to see the million things that you are not. You are not where you are from, you are where you're going, and I'd like to go there, too.
Everyone who terrifies you is seventy-five percent water. And everyone you love is made of stardust, and I know sometimes you cannot even breathe deeply, and the night sky is no home, and you have cried yourself to sleep enough times that you are down to your last two percent, but
Nothing is infinite, not even loss.
You are made of the sea and the stars, and one day you are going to find yourself again.
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by ~Victoria~ » Wed Jun 20, 2012 5:15 pm
V shrugged and followed Russel grabbing a couple extra small boxes of paintballs. She shoved them in her pocket and grabbed her gun, walking after Russel. She easily caught up with him and looked at the rock..."Oh, that's no fun...I will be nearby, in a tree...Don't fall..." She said and took off running a different way. She climbed a tree and waited.
Jake nodded, and tore his eyes away from her, he smiled and grabbed his own gun, and a bunch of ammo and ran into the forest, "Follow close by me and you should be fine, have you played before?" He asked as they ran.
((Guys it's late here...I am going to bed...I hope you can like...pause the game for me...if not...okay.

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by SnowFiery » Wed Jun 20, 2012 5:17 pm
O thank goodness, I was about to fall asleep on you guys))
Russel nodded and layed army style on the rock. He loaded his gun and shoved the extra ammo in his pocket
Who are you, really? You are not a name or a height, or a weight or a gender. You are not an age and you are not where you are from. You are your favorite books, and the songs stuck in your head
You are your thoughts
And what you eat for breakfast on Saturday mornings. You are a thousand things, but everyone chooses to see the million things that you are not. You are not where you are from, you are where you're going, and I'd like to go there, too.
Everyone who terrifies you is seventy-five percent water. And everyone you love is made of stardust, and I know sometimes you cannot even breathe deeply, and the night sky is no home, and you have cried yourself to sleep enough times that you are down to your last two percent, but
Nothing is infinite, not even loss.
You are made of the sea and the stars, and one day you are going to find yourself again.
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by peapcd » Wed Jun 20, 2012 9:55 pm
ðëåmøñ spåwñ wrote:UserName: »»»»»
Name: connor
Age: 16
Rich or Poor family: poor
Opinion on other families: “They are okay i guess..”
Crush:
Bf/Gf
Gender: male
Personality: he is cunning and swift, a very outdorsy person. Hurray! He adores chocolate and dogs
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hello/bonjour!
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hey it's me ya boi tansy back from the dead.
hit me up for dank roleplays that's all adios
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by SnowFiery » Thu Jun 21, 2012 1:19 am
Russel is waiting gfor dawn to text him)
Who are you, really? You are not a name or a height, or a weight or a gender. You are not an age and you are not where you are from. You are your favorite books, and the songs stuck in your head
You are your thoughts
And what you eat for breakfast on Saturday mornings. You are a thousand things, but everyone chooses to see the million things that you are not. You are not where you are from, you are where you're going, and I'd like to go there, too.
Everyone who terrifies you is seventy-five percent water. And everyone you love is made of stardust, and I know sometimes you cannot even breathe deeply, and the night sky is no home, and you have cried yourself to sleep enough times that you are down to your last two percent, but
Nothing is infinite, not even loss.
You are made of the sea and the stars, and one day you are going to find yourself again.
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