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Liz
- I Live Creatively!
- Last Record: 2013-05-13 09:50:19 -0600
- Joined: May 11, 2011
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Begining of time there became thousands upon thousands of different believes and religions. Some are what we all can agree on:Christianity, Judism, Catholic and Prodistant, just to name a few. B... |
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The year was 1888. A young man, mid-to-late twenties, sits quietly in his study, looking through a stereoscope at various photos. He loved his job. He was a photographer who put the pictures tog... |
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"I have a secret; and I just know your not gonna like it." "John. . . what is it?", a concerned middle-aged woman asks alertly. John, a thirty +year-old lets out de... |
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"I am so glad you agreed to date me. It really means a lot to me." "Not a problem." "So we're in this now, together." "Absolutely." "You're sure? ... |
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"Do you believe in fairies?" Beverly asks me. "Donno," I say, flipping through the New York Morning Paper. "Can't say I've had the opportunity to have met a fairy." "I ha... |
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"I have a present for you," Brandon says to me. "What is it?" "If I tell you, it wouldn't be a surprise, now would it?" Brandon places a large box wrapped in in white paper with a rainbow of col... |
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"I'm thinking about running my own restraunt." "What would it be called?" "Break Fast Lane. How's that?" "So it's just for breakfast then?" ... |
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"I had the most exotic dream last night, Wendy." "What was it?" "I dreamt I was in the woods trapped in a trance upon an exotic flower bed excep... |
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I checked the mailbox today. Now I sit in a field so lonely and green filled with roses and sadness. I mar... |
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"Mom. . ." "Yeah, Sweetheart?" "I'm in trouble and I know it!" Mom comes scurrying down the hall. "What? What is it?" "I broke something very valu... |
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"If anybody cared to look behind my mask of purest white, they'd see the darkness lives therein and never look once more." What kind of letter is THAT?" I thought out loud to myself. I suddenly ... |
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"I need to go home." "Are you okay?" I feel like their's something wrong." "But you just got here. I just picked you up from the airpor. . .." ... |
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I knew I was off to a rough morning when I couldn't find what I wanted. I arrive at a cheap gas station and buy coffee. No cream. One pocket of sugur for that last semi-sweet sip. A sad pea... |
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