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Untitled I left home in 1984. Don't ask why; I really never had a good reason. I was 14, dumb, and convinced of my own superiority. I'd read Orwell and decided, having little actual memory of the text's content, it was a fitting year to leave. I packed a traveler's lunch or cereal, a granola bar, water, and now-cool biscuits. An old hunting knife got tied to a boot and off I went.Untitled by ~SkyshroudHitokiri
I traveled for days without contact with home, to my mother's greatest distress. She'd certainly found the note I'd left for her, father not being of concern for a young man leaving home, but it also certainly was of little comfort. The weather was fair, after three
Untitled WIP I left home in 1984. Don't ask why; I really never had a good reason. I was 14, dumb, and convinced of my own superiority. I'd read Orwell and decided, having little actual memory of the text's content, it was a fitting year to leave. I packed a traveler's lunch or cereal, a granola bar, water, and now-cool biscuits. An old hunting knife got tied to a boot and off I went.Untitled WIP by ~SkyshroudHitokiri
I traveled for days without contact with home, to my mother's greatest distress. She'd certainly found the note I'd left for her, father not being of concern for a young man leaving home, but it also certainly was of little comfort. The weather was fair, after three
Doors - WIP 2 It was far too cold for the mid-springtime; definitely far too cold for playing, and this time of year was made for playing. Gabriel was firmly against cold. He had once claimed that if he were elected as the president of the United States then he would be obliged to ban all cold weather from existence, along with all hot weather that did not come prepared with sprinklers and possibly a pool.Doors - WIP 2 by ~SkyshroudHitokiri
This particularly cold day was marked as being the first day of the mid-March break that his school provided. On most days such as this, when school had been defeated for a short time, Gabriel, in his faded blue-jeans and tee-shirt, with dark bro
Doors-WIP It was far too cold for the mid-springtime, definitely far too cold for playing, and this time of year was made for playing. Gabriel was firmly against cold. He had once claimed that if he were elected as the president of the United States then he would be obliged to ban all cold weather from existence, along with all hot weather that did not come prepared with sprinklers and possibly a pool.Doors-WIP by ~SkyshroudHitokiri
This particularly cold day was marked as being the first day of the mid-March break that his school provided. On most days such as this, when school had been defeated for a short time, Gabriel, in his faded blue-jeans and tee-shirt, with dark bro
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when you love someone, you've got nothing but trouble, so you either stop loving 'em, or you love 'em a whole lot more.
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Look into my eyes and you will find me
Look into my heart and you will find you
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when you love someone, you've got nothing but trouble, so you either stop loving 'em, or you love 'em a whole lot more.
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Look into my eyes and you will find me
Look into my heart and you will find you
--
when you love someone, you've got nothing but trouble, so you either stop loving 'em, or you love 'em a whole lot more.
--
Look into my eyes and you will find me
Look into my heart and you will find you
--
when you love someone, you've got nothing but trouble, so you either stop loving 'em, or you love 'em a whole lot more.
--
Look into my eyes and you will find me
Look into my heart and you will find you