Anyyyway, someone message me and brighten up my day! ^_^


First ChapterChapter 1: Grey Synaptic RequiemFirst Chapter
It was Wednesday, late Wednesday. As Cylea made her way through the airport terminal, people surged past on either side of her, pushing and shouldering, hefting bags and coats like weapons against the cold and the light drizzle of rain that played along the sidewalks outside. Her black leather boots padded silent across dull grey carpet worn smooth by the footsteps of thousands of passengers over the last century and a few spare decades beyond that, stepping lightly past clusters of obese, stereotypical tourists that clung to the walls in noisy knots. Most of them were Chinese, m
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SDL - Ree.
Thanks I need to get more stuff on here ^-^
Loving your photography... I need a camera...
Im trying to raise funds for a new camera, I'll sell you my old one cheap if I get the remainder of the moneys?
Just need a load of cash for camera/france trip.
which is difficult to put together
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Don't do what you can't undo until you have considered what you can't do once you've done it.
I'm not linking to my gallery because you can just click my avatar.
DO IT!
I really doubt I'll need one, but if I do I know where to turn to
Oh and good luck with the whole moneys and skating trip ^-^
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please visit my gallery! (:
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the shortest way to man's heart is with knife through his chest
Kote!
Kandosii sa karta, Vode an.
Coruscanta aden mhi, Vode an.
Bal kote, darasuum kote, Jorsoran kando a tome.
Sa kyr'am nau tracyn kad, Vode an.
"vode an"
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Don't do what you can't undo until you have considered what you can't do once you've done it.
I'm not linking to my gallery because you can just click my avatar.
DO IT!
i'm still trying to find some time too look at people's work properly
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