My pleasure. It's not often that I delve into the realm of critique- my time here has encountered too many fragile egos, and I often don't feel strongly enough to engage.

I liked your piece though, and felt that you'd probably be okay with the crit; no-one seems to comment with any real feeling anymore, and every now and then I feel compelled to pull myself out of the mire and get involved

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[exeunt]

This page is my drug, To remind me of a time that I lost, a love that I lost, a life that I lost, and I'm not quite sure if its a good thing, or a tragedy. I'm not quite sure if this feeling I have is relief or if its a twisted kind of torment reminding me what I lost and it would be that much less, If I could stop coming back, But I cant.
So I'm going out tonight to blow bubbles. hoping they reach you before they pop, and you somehow know its me, missing you. and our friendship

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~*~Sit and waste away with me awhile~*~

Oi you, where have you been?! I joined deviantart just to say hi and see if you're alright. Flick me an email or something kimmi.wyn(at)gmail.com Miss u hun

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All sapient beings evade what evolution shaped [them] for. --Larry Niven

hello my dear paranthesiac

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We're all pawns, my dear.



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All sapient beings evade what evolution shaped [them] for. --Larry Niven

Love you my sweet sweet Albie the racist dragon.



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You would dare not to respond to my comment?!

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All sapient beings evade what evolution shaped us for. --Larry Niven