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Watchful...(screenies from today)

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*passes out*
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Eeeeee~! *squeals*

Pretty purple flowers!!! YAY!!!

*dances*

(i've spent the last hour trying to get the weather to load x3)

Pretty pretty pretty.
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Utter;; poem-a-palooza (rated DM)

Rated DM for Drama.

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I raise my head
From the beaten bed
And wonder why I rise

I see the ghost
In a hell to roast
Through somber dayline eyes

I see the flo'r
And I say no more
While first the teardrop dries


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I cough twilight
Sin faint of delight
From drain bed, petals bloom

I know the white
Of eyes in the night
Will share me in my room

The beating bleed
My shivering need
I silence in my tomb


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Coldly onward
Deathly to backward
Up the wall and outside

Missile reflect
'Tis not a defect
You all know I have tried

So through the tree
Blooding hope to see
But no; I've been denied


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Windy, tinny
Fluff gone all spinny
And round and round we go

The circle orb
The lightling ignored
Twinkling like lily snow

In moonlight bliss
I'll see magic sis
A smiling, grinning glow


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Disease distaste
Utter decomp; waste
Bunches of thornbread

Lost lies lonely
Living here only
For the softest of dead

I see the dear
The first of seis deer
With cherry painted head


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:3

That was fun.

(yeah, anzel misses a certain deer...she can't help it x3 and vein has a crush on someone, lol)
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G...gah...

I'm...I'm back...

And he...he's gone now...so...I'm...not feeling the best...

I'm kind-of crying.......

It will be a very...very long time before I see him again...

I miss him already...I can still feel his arms around me...his hands holding mine...(i'm the kind of person who maybe gets a hug twice a year from a parent or annoying friend, maybe...never gets kisses or anything else. so this week was my first in alot of things...innocent things, nothing "perverted", lol...we're not like that...)

>_<;...gah...
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Heart Strings;; a poem by Anzel (and a small update)

(disclaimer :: if you don't like mate drama, DON'T READ ANYTHING I WRITE, EVER. because love and sadness are the essence of almost all of my best poetry)

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The simple flo'r of ether grave
The crystal pool of which I bathe
They seem forgotten, they seem belost
And now my aura, in wine, it's lathe

I chase the starlings in strident time
Eternal envy of eventime
Kiss the twilight, twist the life
Everglow mornings to amber strife

Day now to falling in symphony
I miss the child's tranquility
I wait and wander, I wish, and sigh
I miss my lovely; I dare defy


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It has been many a solid night of blue since I have treaden the forest. The trees, they may never whisper to me, but still; the breeze gently tossles my heart strings.

I crave for the creature who makes myself complete...


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Man, I LOVE role-playing like that x3 Wheee...

João is leaving at about 4...>_<;...I'm really gonna miss him...
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WHOOOSH

Silver spoons n'
Sporks are fun
Eat the cupcakes
When you're done

Burp your tummy
Smile and grin
Mushrooms and pinecones...
Welcome to din!


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That's one of the most scatterbrained poems I've ever writted o.o; (oops, i mades teh typo...meant to say written...XD; )

Wheeeeeeee....

x3
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:/

Why must you people argue about little things that you think cause huge fights, even though you're causing bigger fights by arguing about them? Meep...

If people aren't allowed to play the game the way they individually choose (and this could mean making other players invisible...who said you had to see them? i don't)...then...I won't bother trying.

*sighs*...
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*tilts head*

Cannot we play our roles here
Have stags and does we hold dear
Cannot we play as but deer
Without the harshened words

It is a game, nothing more
To relieve stress, or bring more
It is what we play it for
So let us choose to play


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*grins* ^^;

Really, I quite enjoy the mate and doe drama in the game, I mean...it helps for it to mimic real life. Everyone protesting it is causing the drama they seem to suggest wanting to prevent o.o;

Must Vein sit on your head to get you to listen? Mwahaha.

I dunno, I just saw a few topics, didn't read EVERYTHING, but so what? I just wanted to cast an opinion. *yawns*

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Besides. Anzel misses her own "mate drama" ;P Hehe.

*sulks*
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Well...we met. (long girly story of boringness; run for your life!)

This is what I wrote as my MySpace bulletin, so I just copied and pasted it x3

Jadine, no questions about appearance, lol. Though I do admit...*looks around*...he's very handsome. In my opinion. x3 *runs*

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Wheee...what a fiasco that was, lol. Ended up having to drive 45 minutes out to Binghamton, but I met him.

And we ended up holding hands the entire way back home...

Unfortunately, though, I had gotten a mood swing before I met him, so I smiled a few times, but otherwise, it was really difficult to smile. x.x Fortunately, I told him later, and he said he kinda guessed, lol.

Got back home...introduced him to the kitties, lol. Then we watched the first episode of Dexter with my dad. Whee. I love that series.

We took a walk outside, and sat down at the bench. It was pretty dark, so we just held hands for a while, and after...I dunno...15 minutes of overwhelming shyness...I finally got up the courage to lean my head on his shoulder. Man...that's nice to do, heh...never knew what that was like before. Her put his arm around me and stroked my hair, and...what worse could have happened?

I got a mood swing. As well as a very peculiar form of warm fuzzies. They kinda hurt, and I got slightly nauseous...I told him, and he was alright with it. We went back to the house, got on the computer for a little, then watched some football with my dad. No idea what my dad thinks of him yet, lol.

Then my dad went to bed, and...yeah. We spent...umm...*thinks* two or three hours just cuddling...

Unfortunately, and PLEASE COMMENT IF YOU'VE EVER EXPERIENCED THIS...but I got nauseous alot, and I got more of the kind-of sufficating warm fuzzies x.o Not fun. But he understood.

After hours of That 70's Show and Dodgeball (the movie)...we kissed.

Let me tell you...

...I had my hopes too high.
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Scatterbrained

Slight to the solar atomic
Dance me with your ways
Sway me to your liking when
And wherever you crave
For I am but you stringèd
Wingless, crowing dove
Shy to form and quick to be
Your loyal slave, enough


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If you can understand my scatterbrained poem, you'll know how I feel right now, and how things have gone x3 Whee.

*runs off*
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