The FuguistJonah hated Mars. He hated everything about it. Every minute he spent there he was plagued by a vague feeling of unrest: Mars was not quite foreign, not quite familiar, an endless mirage or coma dream. Maybe he was dead, and maybe this was purgatory. Sometimes he considered praying at night, asking for forgiveness, just in case, for whatever sin might have banished him there, but then he looked out over the barren, forsaken wasteland and thought his time was much better spent sleeping, or walking.The Fuguist
But he hated how soft the ground was, how little clouds of dust exploded under his soles with every step, and how he could turn around
Life
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Walt Disney
The leading cause of the furry pandemic
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Jobs are for land lovers with no sense of adventure; or fashion - Flapjack
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Standing still I'm moving faster, searching out my next disaster.
You're going to get what you deserve.
How is life? :3
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Standing still I'm moving faster, searching out my next disaster.
You're going to get what you deserve.
You still on Neo?
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Standing still I'm moving faster, searching out my next disaster.
You're going to get what you deserve.
Me, too - it was always so much fun.
Oh, I just remembered. I was looking through my pictures on Photobucket, and I realized I never saved that amazing picture you drew of Sharp. ;___;
Is there any way that you'd still have that? Unless I'm completely blind, I didn't see it in your gallery anymore. :<
Merry Christmas m'dear!
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~Life is like a roll of toilet paper:
the closer it gets to the end, the faster it goes~
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