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Post by Rae on Jan 18, 2011 16:18:14 GMT 7
Thankies, Claire.  I'll definitely have to check it out. ^^ Is it in the same genre as DMC? *curious* |
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Post by Rae on Jan 30, 2011 14:47:37 GMT 7
It sucks when you see the box your present is in arrive...but you can't open it. Here's to hoping writing distracts me.
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Post by Rae on Feb 6, 2011 16:46:36 GMT 7
List of stuff to do for bunny doll:
Head and body: Complete
Arms: 15%
Legs: Complete
Tail: Complete
Ears: 0%
Clothes: 0%
Detail work (ie: beading, embroidery): 0%
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Post by Rae on Feb 10, 2011 1:49:44 GMT 7
And this is why I hate having long nails. *keeps scratching herself*
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Post by Rae on Apr 11, 2011 17:32:13 GMT 7
Whoever keeps trying to infect my computer needs to jump in a lake, die, and then go Turn themselves. This is f*cked up.
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Post by Rae on Jun 23, 2011 18:01:57 GMT 7
I set my sights on you
(And no one else will do)
And I've got to have my way now, baby
All I know is that to me, you look like you're lots of fun
Open up your loving arms, watch out, here I come
You spin me right round baby, right round
Like a record, baby, right round, round, round
You spin me right round baby, right round
Like a record, baby, right round, round, round.
Seriously...don't ask.... *hums*
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Post by Rae on Jun 24, 2011 23:13:18 GMT 7
I believe I can see the future
Because I repeat the same routine.
I think I used to have a purpose.
Then again, that might have been a dream.
I think I used to have a voice,
Now I never make a sound.
I just do what I've been told.
I really don't want them to come around.
Oh, no.
Every day is exactly the same.
Every day is exactly the same.
There is no love here and there is no pain.
Every day is exactly the same.
I can feel their eyes are watching
In case I lose myself again.
Sometimes I think I'm happy here;
Sometimes, yet I still pretend.
I can't remember how this got started,
But I can tell you exactly how it will end.
Every day is exactly the same.
Every day is exactly the same.
There is no love here and there is no pain.
Every day is exactly the same.
I'm writing on a little piece of paper
I'm hoping someday you might find.
Well, I'll hide it behind something
They won't look behind.
I am still inside here.
A little bit comes bleeding through.
I wish this could have been any other way,
But I just don't know, I don't know,
What else I can do…
Every day is exactly the same.
Every day is exactly the same.
There is no love here and there is no pain.
(Every day.) Every day is exactly the same.
(Every day.) Every day is exactly the same.
(Every day.) Every day is exactly the same.
(There is no pain.) There is no love here and there is no pain.
(Every day.) Every day is the same!
^ This...is true....
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Post by Rae on Aug 2, 2011 10:36:16 GMT 7
Quick family tree of Freya's from old RP ( Ignore the "-". "=" mean some form of romantic relationship):
Salazar Slytherin-----------------------------Rowena Ravenclaw
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-------|---------------------Irena Reignes---Thierry Reignes=Almara Morgenstern
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Tom Riddle, Jr. ====================== Freya Morgenstern
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--Almara Morgenstern ----- Thomas Morgenstern
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Post by Rae on Aug 2, 2011 11:15:15 GMT 7
My Muses...in Hogwarts Houses:
Gryffindors:
Pet
Dante
Myka
Nero
Sparda
Georgie
Jenny
Credo
Lady
Trish
Grimm
Hufflepuffs:
Regina
Maya
Alice
Atty
Eva (the twins mom)
Kyrie
Lucre
Ravenclaws:
Kai
Vishja
Vergil
Gus
Samael
Jor
Thierry
Freya
Thomas
Zach
Noctis
Hypnos
Thanny
Slytherins:
Marcus
Joey
Shade
Lu
Gabriel
Nyssa
Verin
Tom
Almara
Minias
Al
Newt
Marianne
Vendetta
Gaia
House points are:
Gryffindor: 1100
Hufflepuff: 700
Ravenclaw: 1300
Slytherin: 1500
Winning house is...Slytherin! I knew it.... /==
*will add more muses to this as time goes on*
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Post by Rae on Sept 4, 2011 15:20:19 GMT 7
La nuit du chasseur.
I was born of the womb of a poisonous man.
Beaten and broken and chased from the land;
But I rise up above it, high up above it and see.
I was hung from the tree made of tongues of the weak;
The branches the bones of liars and thieves.
Rise up above it, high up above it and see
Pray to your god, open your heart.
Whatever you do, don't be afraid of the dark
Cover your eyes, the devil inside.
One night of the hunter.
One day I will get revenge.
One night to remember.
One day it'll all just end. Uhuhoh. Uhohoh.
Une, deux, trois, cinq.
Blessed by a bitch from a bastard's seed.
Pleasure to meet you, but better to bleed.
Rise, I'll rise, I'll rise.
Skinned her alive, ripped her apart,
Scattered her ashes, buried her heart.
Rise up above it, high up above it and see.
Pray to your god, open your heart.
Whatever you do, don't be afraid of the dark
Cover your eyes, the devil's inside.
One night of the hunter.
One day I will get revenge.
One night to remember.
One day it'll all just end. Uhuhoh. Uhohoh.
Honest to God I'll break your heart.
Tear you to pieces and rip you apart.
Honest to God I'll break your heart.
Tear you to pieces and rip you apart.
Honest to God I'll break your heart.
Tear you to pieces and rip you apart.
Honest to God I'll break your heart.
Tear you to pieces and rip you apart. Uhuhoh. Uhohoh!
One night of the hunter!
One day I will get revenge!
One night to remember!
One day it'll all just end! Uhuhoh! Uhohoh!
Je te crains comme le diable.
*music stops**fives her muses*
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Post by Rae on Feb 7, 2012 12:32:24 GMT 7
So...Marcus says:
"Reaver = Jareth = Julian = Vergil, therefor, Reaver = Vergil."
...Anyone see a problem with this equation?
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Post by Rae on Mar 2, 2012 22:07:55 GMT 7
Why is the on button for a cellphone the same as the end call button? @_@
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Post by Rae on Mar 20, 2012 22:53:16 GMT 7
"Reaver's like a purple onion: bright, layered, and he can make you cry."
ROFL
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Post by Rae on Apr 8, 2012 21:43:09 GMT 7
Well, my Easter was just ruined. Thanks alot.
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Post by Rae on Apr 11, 2012 11:02:39 GMT 7
I know she looked alright when I last saw her, but I'm still really worried about my great gran's kidney disease. I don't know what I'd do if she died. And my Papaw seems to be feeling worse each time I see him. I'm really scared here. I really don't need all this right now: us going out of town, me trying to find a job. Everything combined with mum getting sicker again is getting to me. I need a vacation. And someone to talk to. It's just...I feel stupid talking about it. I'm not supposed to be the depressed, angsty, crying one. I'm supposed to be the one who's there for everyone. Who's always ready to help and who always says things will get better. I know things will, but, really, at the moment I just want to curl up and cry myself to sleep.
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