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by ~Victoria~ » Thu Jun 21, 2012 11:54 am
V growled at Russel's carelessness....She sighed...now it was just her and Eli...She frowned, and jumped from her perch, running behind a huge tree and hiding.
Eli walked over to the tree she had been perched in, he thought she was still there, and when he looked up, he frowned...he realized she wasn't there, but it was too late. He felt the paint balls hit his chest. Sighing he turned to her, "Well, It seems you are quite good at this game...you are going to have to play more often..." He smiled.
V rolled her eyes.
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by SnowFiery » Thu Jun 21, 2012 11:55 am
Who is Eli?)))
Russel looked at v "sorry!"
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 SnowFiery » Thu Jun 21, 2012 2:33 pm
I kinda figured, but I thought u like, changed his name or somethin like that))
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 SnowFiery » Thu Jun 21, 2012 2:39 pm
Tis ok my furry friend

))
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 SnowFiery » Thu Jun 21, 2012 2:49 pm
Russel nodded happily and climbed down "yep"
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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