The ocean is like our heart

In more ways than one

The ocean never ceases and nether does our heart

The terrible storms reflect our sadness and our anger

During the times when the ocean looks dark blue it reflects our grief

At the times when the ocean gently caress the shore it shows our love and affection.


Happiness is when the ocean is at peace


And you can find happiness when you are at peace with yourself.




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Standing on the edge of the shore with your feet in the sand the water gently carassing your ankels.

You look out across the sea

It seems to never end

It stretches farther than the eye can see


Yet the sunset is reflected almost like a perfect portrait in the sea


The only destracting thing are the dolphins playing tag


The scene makes you smile and makes you forget all your worldly worries and lets you focus on the beauty before you.

My new years resolution next year is to post the minimal amount on rant threads, if they:
A) Are basically trashing the community as a whole or some function of the TEFc site
B) Are based around an individual member, or group of members on the TEFc site OR in game.
C) There is no C, for now. I'll think later.

EXCEPTING:
A) If I judge that a person is being unfairly attacked, or that person is a good friend of mine that I want to politely defend their behaviour/reaction/opinion/rights of speech.
B) I don't think there is a B. Might come back to that.

When I say minimal, I say so because I'm not perfect and I may forget my resolution. I'll try not to post more than once in a rant topic, especially if it's getting ridiculous. If I have something positive and constructive to say, I'll say it. Also, I'm human, and often I think I'm right when actually I'm not. I am not a robot.

I'll try to start from now, if I can. I've already started to ignore rant topics anyway. If you'd like to join me, please feel free to. I might even make you a little signature banner or put a list of people doing the same.

3:20am is a great time to right the wrongs of your past! 8D

hi

To the things of the past

They are unchangeable


Forever set in stone


For some they hold regrets to others it holds happy memories.


To the things of the future

Its always changing like the waves in the sea


You can never be certain what the future holds for you thats why some people like and dislike about it.

As for the present


It is good to keep in mind the mistakes you made in the past but dont be afraid to make new mistakes.


Dont put much store in tomorrow and live your life to the fullest.






Cause one thing is for certain time is a precious gift that you can never get back.

how do you change how your deer looks?

Okay people tell,tell me what did i do this time.


Apart from Dannii and a few other members no seem s to talk to me. Even some of the others who used to talk to me dont. Did I do something?

Sheba



Can we ignore the truth



And deny the justice



Is possible to forget the things we once held so dear





Is it ever easy to give up your dreams



The ones you had since you were little



Is it ok to let others push you around



Is it all right to intentionally hurt someone .


The answer to all of these is no.

Hey guys, just wanted to let you know, those who know Jacob, that his account grew up.
Here's his picto from now on.

Testing Stuff, under the cut

[=10][center] I had to look, didnt I? I couldnt just gallop towards the cage in the ruins, could I? not when that was just twenty feet from my hiding spot. That being a pack. Of. Wolves. Wolves. In our forest? no. Surely the Gods didnt allow it? I pulled back my ears as one of the wolves, a white she-wolf, lifted her head and howled. This triggered the entire pack. A pack of thirteen. As the wolves howls ended, I heard hundreds of low thuds as hooves hit the floor. A large stag, I didnt know his name, seemed to be the most enthusiastic about driving the wolves from The Endless Forest.

He lowered his head and roared his fury, the wolves turning and snarling, revealing the thing they crowded around. "Heiil"! I shrieked, running forward on stiff teenage legs, slipping on the snow. There, in the middle of the wolves, lay my fawn friend. Torn and twisted, mauled and broken. Poor Heiil... She never deserved something like that, it was murder! Torture, to be pulled apart by so many wolves at one time. No, this fawn deserved to die like many other deer in this forest. Of old age, surrounded by friends, mates, children, grandchildren... Not ripped to shreds. "Heiil"! Someone else shouted out, I looked up and stared at a ParoJay. In the late summer, a flock of parrots had come and roosted in our tree's. Mating with the mockingJays. And thus creating the ParoJay. The ParoJay could repeat anything it heard, being known to repeat the nearby sounds of chainsaws and car alarms. I lowered my head, showing off my antlers. Crazy antlers. Antlers that grew out of my spine as well as my skull.

The large stag moved forward, infront of me, blocking off the wolves. "Control yourself, child." His clear, dominant voice echoing through the forest. "You will only disgrace the will of the child, if you charge and lead yourself to suicide"! He snorted.