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My prayer to whoever: Please just let me have this one job let me make enough just to give it back. Don't let me loose it to soon. Or at least let me make it threw the the worst parts. Just enough to get what I need. Fuck everything else. I get the message loud and clear. Just let me pay it back and I'll stay in bed all day for the rest of my fucking life.

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My attempt at Shakespeare:

She spoke softly

"For art though not my Sister. The one I hold dearest above all others"

"Yes" She whimpered

"Then why do I hear whiskers of your betrayal?"

"No such whispers have left my Sis-"

The sister shouting and almost lunging at the betrayer:

"Speak not to me"

She then quickly walked up to the betrayer and kneeld infront

Lifted her head with her hands

Pressed her cheek against hers and whispered in her ear:

"I know"

She pulled back and looked the betrayer in the eye with rage and a smile on her face and calmly said:

"You have betrayed me"

The betrayer broke down in tears and as the sister stood and walked away. The betrayer screamed:

"PLEASE!!!!!!"

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"Goodbye, my comrades its was an honorserving with you"

(In my head he's russian;

You hear a swish)

They watched with eyes narrowed, and scowling at the recording they just recived. They where doing everything they could not to start a riot

I got my monster fuel back. Whooohooooo!!!!!!!!

[m0nsterqueen1111]

A guy on pof asked me if I think my friends are hotter then me. I told him no but guy seem to think my friends are hotter than me.

Because they do.

Unless they are on POF then it's just sex or a scam so it dosnt matter. I bet there are dudes on there who will fuck anything if you put a blind fold on them.

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Barnubus Collins: Family is the only real wealth

Reality: Not unless your selling family heirloom and family photos.

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The setting is ment for a fantasy style:

"Slaver (she's not white by the way; think egyptian).... bring to me a boy. A young boy. Not to young. Age 11.

Glaring at him with smoldering golden brown and purple eyes she continued...No older."

The slaver calls to his right hand speaking in some language (?), and demanded him to bring a boy.

Quickly the right hand ran to the gate where the slave where gathered in chanes, searched for a few seconds and snached up a boy who was being held by a young woman.

Emediatly, they began to scream out eachothers names. There arms stretched out and hand with fingers scratching desperately.

As soon as the right hand ripped the boy free from her. He emediatly dragged him kicking and screaming by the arms strat to the slave, and was placed in front of the woman.

With a cup of drink in hand she walked the boy eying him.

She noticed how small and frail he looked.

She stretched out her hand as if to examine his face.

The boy with fear in his eyes quickly recoiled.

The woman smiled and let out a soft chuckle.

She began waving her hand over the boys eyes, saying an incantation.

As her words echoed her hand began to glow.

They boys eyes began to widen once more. Not in fear but in wounder.

She began to speak in an another language. (An ancient incantation or spell)

Once she was finished she asked:

"Can you understand me now boy?"

Dizzy and blinking the boy answered with a stutter.

"Y..yes"

"Whats your name" She asked as she sat down and took a sip of wine

"My name is (🤷🏾‍♀️)"

"That young girl that they pull you away from, is she important to you?"

It's still not finished bit this what I could get out for now

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He had changed. In the blink of an eye, half of a breath...... No longer a man, and yet not the beast she saw before her.

She slowly stood from the bed. (Keeping her gaze locked on his),

With, both of there hearts wildly dancing, she calmly neald befor him and he simply❗ stood ❗still.

All of a sudden she heard a soft whisper. As if the wind was carrying the words.

"Please........................ Don't be afraid of me."

Stoned and listening to Sevie Nicks

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Feeling the love in this one: she was on her back but not pinned down. Her hands where above her head, and her long hair lazily (?) laying on her pillow.

He moved to lay on top of her. He looks deep into her eyes, and kisses her. It didnt last long.

He raised himself up above her once more, and gazed at her with his pircing (whatever colored eyes).

And in that moment he decides ti wright her a poem;

"A kiss from you, means. somuch more. That I shall only ask once more........"

She quickly finishes.

"Once more, once more, once more"