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Samurai's Disciple ch 1Chapter 1 Kind-hearted StrangerSamurai's Disciple ch 1
Wrapping my arms around my legs made it feel less cold. I was sitting against a building, watching people walk by. The cold wind was blowing against my raspberry blue hair, making it cover my face. I never even bothered to move my hair from my face. It didnt matter weather people saw my dark hazel eyes, my rose red lips or even my lightly tanned skin. In fact I was just waiting to starve to death. Waiting to be reunited with them, my family. But I knew I could not kill myself; at least not as the coward that I am. There was another homeless man across the street f
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Imma Heartless!!!
I <3 Axel!!
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DANGER!
This is an yaoi-fangirl! Don't show any shonen-ai or yaoi stuff with two gay ( or not gay ) men, kissing, licking or do somthing perverse things!
This could be the last thing you have done in your life.
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Seth Almar! Evil yet SEXY!!! [link]
I have sent you Len,
My little vocaloid,
Who will now sing you,
A lovely tune~
A starry sky should be,
A trace of the miracles,
We have dropped,
Like a Fire Flower,
In the sky,
My dreams bloom,
Then slowly fade to black.
Have a nice day
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The supreme irony of life is that hardly anyone gets out of it alive.
Robert Heinlein (1907 - 1988), "Job", 1984
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But I feel so fancy...
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The supreme irony of life is that hardly anyone gets out of it alive.
Robert Heinlein (1907 - 1988), "Job", 1984
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But I feel so fancy...
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