

GH:F Chapter 2 tPwPGoddess Hunt: ForsakenGH:F Chapter 2 tPwP
Chapter 2: The pieces we play
There are several things in this universe that scared Artemis. These things were pretty ordinary, spiders, needles, stationary heights, alien abduction and zombie invasion. Two things, that had never scared her before was blood and knives, then why did this blood stained knife send her body to panic stations? Why it scared her was because she had retrieved it from a murder three years ago, lost it travelling back to her own time, found it mysteriously in her bag and had finally discovered it was the same kitchen knife she owned in her own time. This of


GH:F Chapter 1 BtDGoddess Hunt: ForsakenGH:F Chapter 1 BtD
Chapter 1: Born to death
Save me
Save you
Thats what the girl wrote on the foggy window with her finger. Her dull eyes looked at the words out of focus, like she was in a trance. A second later her limp hand moved across the glass ridding it of any trace of the words. Her dull eyes then focused and her limp hand tensed. The people around her were all so uneasy and that made her nervous. The reason they were so uneasy was because of the weather outside.
The wind howled, like one of those evil dark wolves of old fairy tales. The rain was


Welcome to Internet UniversityAs sunlight begins creeping over the dorms of Internet University, massive waves of students begin their daily routines, with IMing and long cafeteria load times abound. We join a scene in the bedroom of notable info-maniac personality Twitter as his roommate Facebook attempts to get him out of bedWelcome to Internet University
Facebook: "Twitter! Come on get up!"
Twitter: "I'm getting up! Stop poking me!"
Facebook: "Well hurry up! I could write four notes by the time you get ready"
Twitter: "Okay, I'm up. Now I'm putting on my sock"
Facebook: "I don't need the play by play, Tweet"
Twitte
Flowerdogs
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What you spend years building may be destroyed overnight. Build anyway.
-Mother Teresa
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knife ut pectus pectorus, obscurum ut eyes, nex ut vita.....
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Roses are red violets are blue in soviet russia poems read you!!!
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knife ut pectus pectorus, obscurum ut eyes, nex ut vita.....
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Roses are red violets are blue in soviet russia poems read you!!!
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WithOpenMindsAndBrokenHearts
i need to put thumb nails or what ever up in my jornal but i dont no the code to do it
do you no the code???
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Dont be sad for every Rose has its Thorn
Rejoice for every Thorn has its Rose
I'm more afraid of life then I am of death.
but fear can be the best part of life
like the fear of your first kiss, first love
or just first as a whole
so fear, love and live
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Roses are red violets are blue in soviet russia poems read you!!!
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Dont be sad for every Rose has its Thorn
Rejoice for every Thorn has its Rose
I'm more afraid of life then I am of death.
but fear can be the best part of life
like the fear of your first kiss, first love
or just first as a whole
so fear, love and live
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