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Wow Nephylim! So impressive and wonderful !
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I thought this was damned good. Would like more of this.
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Thanks for your story, I enjoyed reading.
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Elethiel (A Fairy Tale)
Toast commented on Dolores Esteban's story chapter in Elethiel (A Fairy Tale)
I enjoyed your walk in the woods, nice. -
Never working for Mark. But funny!
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What other way is there but the highway on a deserted road to nowhere where the cotton grows and the snow comes from the ground and the weevil dies in the glory hey thinking about the yard work I should be doing no, I just got online you don't take care of yourself it is a very pretty day outside and very warm I will get all dirty and sweaty for sure the trouble with being delusional is that it is not complete it is like being asked to have faith in insanity if you act crazy enough one d
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I lost a bet and I hope you believe that.
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I should mention my car in passing. Just to get it out of the way. Really conversation stops until it is all sorted. I am used to it now. My car came into my possession much the same way as Blue. Grams was, is, the proud owner of an Edsel. She would never drive anything else. A 1958 Ford Edsel Pacer Convertible. A two door. Red. And no this is not my car now. Grams doesn’t let anyone touch her baby. But I do drive a Pacer. An AMC Pacer, manufactured in 1975. A classic really. Try telling that to
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There is no reason to like me, but no reason to dislike me. I am just one of the millions. There is a beat to life, a heartbeat, a drum beat. A pat on the back that speeds us up and slows us down and turns it all upside down. And lets us rest in sleep. Would it not be splendid to be this beat, this spark down in the core of all this frailty. My name is Clinton, Ellis Oliver Clinton. Call me Eli, only grams calls me Oliver. Remember this, I can curse you. That was a joke, really. I am very care
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What to do with a story start... Woops sorry to everyone, I forgot to mark as in progress. Warning: This is a silly story that probably never gets an ending.
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I have watched a few episodes. It reminds me of Laurel Hamilton's book series a little.
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Barbara Fleurnois by bugeye What does the ugliest girl in the world think about? Barbara thought about a boy. Not just any boy, but a special one, that sat on the back row in her classroom. Both of them sat on the back row, she by the windows… him by the hall wall. They were the same. Everyone hated her. Everyone hated him. They were different. She was unable to say it. But, it echoed in her head. She was the ugliest thing god ever created. And the boy was… he was the most beautiful thin
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A follow up story to the Winter anthology.
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Yes, I found myself wondering if I liked this Elijah, who had such strong words for others around him. But then we meet Tom at the end and see a different side of Elijah, no matter how hidden this side may be. I like the way you have written this first chapter.
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Happy Birthday! DeBo! ♥ Have lots of fun !
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Happy Birthday! Curti! ♥
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Looking forward to move.
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Dear Mark, I should of given you this yesterday... Big Hug and a ♥
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, Rolo is wonderful.
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I enjoyed the game, definitely one of the better ones.
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I might leave Atlanta for this.
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Talk about charming... seems GA has an abundance. Enjoyed this.
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Happy Birthday! Fred! ♥
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I spent quite a few years going to a nursing home. So this was familiar. And very good.
