Eh, whatever. Moving to England soon. Up in Harrowgate.
Reading to many comic books.
Live is being lived.
Blah ha.


Sarah, not ThreeMy master calls me Sarah, the people call me Three. Im one of twenty dogs here, wanting to be free.Sarah, not Three
I was born in a little barn not very far from home. They took me when I was young to a different place to roam.
I try not to scream when I smell them coming for me, Go get numbers one, five, six, nine, ten, two and three.
I remember the master smelled like smoke and leaves. I wonder as I rot in this place if humans can grieve.
I get smeared with something and it smells very foul It feels funny, then it burns, I wince, then I howl.
I


FantasyI want to go blind And see. I want to smell the yellow green Of the smiling sun. Maybe let the music Tug at my hair. To let my soul stroll Through the park ofFantasy
Books and blue. Let watery fish take me away. I land on the island of numbers That tell me Im not okay. To laugh with the rocks. At the silly birds underground. I want to fly with voles And kill a flower. Flowers smell sweetest When they bleed. Just for you I want it all. For you. Come with me to the books and blue To the island far and true. L
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115) Snape and Lupin get very, very drunk.
Fangirls: *crosses fingers* Shag, shag, shag, shag
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I believe in Jesus Christ, my savior. If you do to, and aren't afraid to admit it, copy and paste this into your siggy.
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115) Snape and Lupin get very, very drunk.
Fangirls: *crosses fingers* Shag, shag, shag, shag
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I believe in Jesus Christ, my savior. If you do to, and aren't afraid to admit it, copy and paste this into your siggy.
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Tout est volonté d'Asha ...
Avie done by : *KAkiraAvies *o*
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¡ǝsou ɹnoʎ dn ǝǝs uɐɔ ı ʇıɥs ʎןoɥ
Misery Loves Comedy (a webcomic)
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115) Snape and Lupin get very, very drunk.
Fangirls: *crosses fingers* Shag, shag, shag, shag
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I believe in Jesus Christ, my savior. If you do to, and aren't afraid to admit it, copy and paste this into your siggy.
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Anne Rice > Stephanie Meyer. 'Nuff said.
What we do in life...echoes in eternity.
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The Box Ghost: (About to touch a box) A-HA...
Skulker: Touch the box, and your pelt will adorn my fireplace.
The Box Ghost: ... BEWARE! (Flies off)
Calvin: Trusting parents can be hazardous to your health
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