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The first 5 deviants who comment will get a kiss.
Just fill in this:
I want a kiss!
On...
[taken] my cheek
[] my lips
[] my hand :3
[taken] my forehead
[taken] somewhere else [oh ho ho ;D -coughs-]
{Tali, no perverted stuff!!!!! xD}
Rules:
1. Copy and paste this in your journal
2. Let the kissing begin! Drawing kissing scenes is fun.
3. Tag someone! You may tag as many as you want, but don't tag someone who won't like it. :<
I tag:
Rambling & Ranting:
Well. I am really enjoying the summer. And I just noticed how many people are having serious problems with other people. Relationships, friendships, lives falling apart. Now since I think I got hot and cold myself I offere help. Note me or whatever if you want to keep it public. If not leave a comment. Post a journal. I will come to the rescue if I possibly can.
News:
I got myself a blog. So you can check it out. I have a link on my dA page(the webpage heading). Or click a link here [link] << New layout!
Oh, and I found a CD with loads of programs in it, Adobe Photoshop CS2 being one of them, and there was one frickin' corrupt data file and I couldn't download it.... *Cries*
Oh, I AM WORKING ON CHAPTER 11. ALREDAY HAVE 5 WORD PAGES.
Deviations:
1. Painting (in progress)
2. Between the Lines editing (started)
3. Story Not to be Told (in progress)
4. "B&W" drawings (In progress)
5. Pictures for
6.Personalised poem for someone if they ask for one
Work for Competitions:
1. Forbiden Love (20 July)(nearly done)
2. Humour Poem (22 July)
Signing off, Ruta
Friends:
Clubs:
Devious Comments
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"He Decidido hablar de cosas imposibles, porque de lo posible se sabe demasiado"
Silvio Rodriguez
Se acabo lo que se daba.
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Life is lies, so the honest play with the dead.
I WRITE with a pen, TYPING with a keyboard comes latter.
URBAN NOISE cares, do YOU?
a kiss on the tip of the nose mean friendship, like best friends!
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"He Decidido hablar de cosas imposibles, porque de lo posible se sabe demasiado"
Silvio Rodriguez
Se acabo lo que se daba.
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Nobeast living can hide from thee,
O thou who treads invisibly,
Cross hill and vale through woods and rocks.
Marlfox!
Marlfox!
MARLFOX!
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have you been smoking the goofy fruit from the yaya bush?
333, I'm only half evil
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I cry when the bad guys die.
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Life is lies, so the honest play with the dead.
I WRITE with a pen, TYPING with a keyboard comes latter.
URBAN NOISE cares, do YOU?
--
Life is lies, so the honest play with the dead.
I WRITE with a pen, TYPING with a keyboard comes latter.
URBAN NOISE cares, do YOU?
--
Life is lies, so the honest play with the dead.
I WRITE with a pen, TYPING with a keyboard comes latter.
URBAN NOISE cares, do YOU?
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