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WE HAVE A CHAT ROOM PEOPLE!!!

You guys need to get on chat more!!!! I am almost always on chat if I am online!!! Don't hide from it, it's fun!!!!


OMG Freedom!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! ^,^

I'm out of Alabama and so loving it!! I'm gonna make this work I love feeling free!!! No job yet but I've only been here a little while!!!! I will miss my family but it's time to find my nook in the world and I feel closer to it than ever!!!


HI !!! I'm Back!!!

I am sorry for any inconvienience on any one but due to the over-whelming number of notifications I deleted them all and will now start from scratch!!! I was without internet for some time but I'm back a as annoying as ever!!! I will probably only get on a few times a week but it's better than what was so HI EVERYBODY!!!!!!!!


PIKA!!!!!!!!


My old faves!!! ^.^

I miss listening to these guys ^,^ oh the high school days!!!

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Meeko the furry, grey, small, boy, racoon!!!

By Nny-chan and Ikedih!!!!

Meeko is a super raccoon with lots of peanut cookies. He does not care if people pet his fur and sometimes he'll give toys to elderly citizens for money orders, and hit small villains with ham sandwiches. Then he cooks octopus cupcakes for breakfast. Yesterday he told me that I had pretty melons so I kissed his forehead and said “You are the oddest taste I ever had.” He likes bacon tacos ever Thursday with mustard on his ears.


The greatest Women I've ever known!!!

My birth Mother proclaimed her regret of my birth. She left my father . Blamed me for the lack of a Mother daughter relationship. The women my Dad remarried never filled her shoes. Instead she took my birth Mother's shoe, threw them out side, set them on fire, laughed as they burned, and put one bad-ass pair of combat boots in they're place. That is my Mama, and I love boots!!! =^,^=


Sleepless dreams

The greatest of joy is when my mind wonders from this land. Not to wonderland or any other imagined by man but to a place all it's own somewere of deep purple roses with the bitter sweet sent of corpses. Where every stone is a jagged blade of ice protruding from the earth as though the inner cold of this world was trying to tear itself apart. The only thing growing on the trees is the ocasional leafless set of blooms. this is my land that holds so many secrets I dare not tell them all in fear of seeing you there.

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