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A Guardian Angel to His HumanYou sit there, in the corner, crying your eyes out. That jerk, Emily Wilson, has hurt you once again, created a knife with her words and stabbed you in the chest. All the times before, her weapon has missed; pierced a shoulder, a lung, an arm. But today it pierced the heart. That’s a blow you won’t easily heal from.A Guardian Angel to His Human
She told you that you weren’t beautiful. She told you that you had no friends. She told you that you were stupid, nothing more than a pest waiting to be flicked off the face of the Earth. You should know she’s wrong, because she is. Her words describe herself much more than they describe you. But y
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- Interests: Writing, drawing (duh), playing video games, soccer, piano... the list could go on.
- Favourite movie: O Brother Where Art Thou
- Favourite band or musician: Goo Goo Dolls, Imogen Heap, Three Days Grace, Laura Konowal, this list could really go on forever.
- Favourite genre of music: Rock, alternative (if thats what you wanna call it), but I really like any kind. Except country.
- Favourite artist: ... This would depend.
- Favourite poet or writer: Lois Lowry, Terry Deary
- Favourite photographer: KomoriReiyouko-chan!!
- Favourite style of art: Manga, though I love anything that has a good meaning to it.
- MP3 player of choice: My baby... the iPod!!
- Favourite game: Siberia!! And Neverwinter Nights... and Icewind Dale... and Dungeon Keeper...There are a whole bunch
- Favourite cartoon character: Patrick!!! ((from Spongebob))
- Personal Quote: Saying you're rambling just ends to the rambling. So don't do either and you'll be fi
- Tools of the Trade: Pencil, piano.
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November is National Novel Writing Month!!!
What are you waiting for? Get writing!
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let us go back to the days when the only monsters were the ones that were green and hid under beds and in closets...
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November is National Novel Writing Month!!!
What are you waiting for? Get writing!
I just got back from NCYC with Jody. It was pretty fun!
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There are three types of people in the world: Those who can count, and those who can't.
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let us go back to the days when the only monsters were the ones that were green and hid under beds and in closets...
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November is National Novel Writing Month!!!
What are you waiting for? Get writing!
I happened to look upon your profile and I found your Deviantart!
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There are three types of people in the world: Those who can count, and those who can't.
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"But isn't it the same thing not to lie and to tell the truth?" said the boy.
"Certainly not! For to avoid lying you have only to hold your tongue; and do you think that comes to the same thing as speaking the truth?" - Giacomo Casanova
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