Cognitive Devolpment“What’s Left?” “I hold my silence.” “Yes you’ve always don’t that haven’t you?” “Would I be any different if I didn’t?” “Would have added conversation to the party wouldn’t it?” “I hold my silence.” “So…” “So.” “Were we lied to?” “I hold my Silence.” “Damn it! We were promised a utopia! An afterlife full of love and hope! We were lied to weren’t we? I mean how would they know what its like?” “They must have known. They wroteCognitive Devolpment
The Strangers ToyThe waltzers spun and skipped along to the beat of the music. Scattered chit-chat littered the inside of the massive carnival tent. Its design was much different then most tents. Instead of streaks of red, orange, and yellow, this one was blotted with ripples of all colors of the rainbow. However, all of the colors seemed to be darker then they should be. Pink seemed gloomy and blue seemed to resemble the dark depths of sea, where the unknown lurks around the corner of every underwater cliff face.The Strangers Toy
The musicians played their instruments perfectly, whether it be a slow ballad or a fast paced classical, they managed to never miss a
Rivers, Roses, LossesAs the rose opened its pedals, We strode on best we could. The flash of steel, the clash of metal, Winter came, pedals fell as they should.Rivers, Roses, Losses
Everybody is laughing, Those ghastly voices hollow. The hymms they would sing, The wind blew, the pedals would follow.
Another fell as the chill came, Another by the river. No one but me to blame, The rose closed a sliver.
The thrill of the chase, Following that chilling breeze. To catch him I made haste, Was I hunter or was it a tease?
Ice splinters in my chest, Stumbling forw
Fiction storyIt was dark. The sky had turned an ashen Grey and although it may have been midday, it felt like midnight. The figure running through the woods had scruffy looking red hair and wore a brown leather cloak that flapped as he sped through the various obstacles the forest threw at him. His shirt was torn and was dirty. His blue jeans were torn as well and had accumulated quite a bit of mud towards the cuffs. The boots he wore matched his attire also and looked as though they would fall apart in an instance.Fiction story
The once vast and warming forest had become an evil and treacherous place of woe. The trees that once offered climbing now look
Hello Moto
Suffering
<.< dont judge me!
anywayse, i found you, im happy, i found other people, even more happy, and you probably wont know who i am untill june second! so have fun, searching to find out who i am! or maybe ill tell you tomorrow... hmm, ill think about it.
(By the waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay, you just lost the game. just kinda putting that out there.)
Cya! (*escapes just in time!*)
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Click the link.. because.. you know you want to find out.. what it is .. [link]
Tower junkies, ahoy!
And in the most dramatic moment in the entire series, The Crimson King defied fate with......a spoon!
Anywho, see you when school starts! I do like meh smiley o.o....
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I called your boyfriend gay and he hit meh with his purse!! =O
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