

Myself and I.Taillefer glanced to the clock on the wall. 13:13. It seemed to have been thirteen minutes past one in the afternoon for such a long time now, almost a century, but in truth, it had only been less that half a minute. Half a minute; half a wasted minute, sitting and staring at the clock. Half a minute that would never come again, that would never exist on the day again. That she would never live through again. She was half a minute older already. How bleak that fact made her feel.Myself and I.
Youre looking uncharacteristically depressed. A sweet voice broke her contemplation, but for a few moments, she paid it no heed.
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"All artists are in this huge book art, some are just starting and some are further along. There should be no comparisons only inspirations, There is no good or bad art only bad content." - Aokineko
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..If I am an Angel. Paint me with Black Wings..
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... not all those who wander are lost ...
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"Laughter is the shortest distance between two people."-Victor Borge
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'!everybody knows that life can be wonderful!'
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