So lying underneath those stormy skies,
She said "Oh, I know the sun must set to rise.
This could be paradise."


From the Heart Stories are little more than organized thoughts. A writer learns to arrange these thoughts into a piece of writing that makes sense to whomever it may concern. It takes skill and practice, but is fairly easy for some to master. A page filled with thoughts carefully organized into a cohesive sequence; no more, no less. That is all I present to you today.From the Heart by ~Uta-MCR
"They're finding me out,
I'm having my doubts
I'm losing the best of me
Dressed up as myself
to live in the shadow of
who I'm supposed to be"
Our main character, we'll call him the "protag


In A Little While In a little while, surely you'll be mineIn A Little While by ~Uta-MCR
In a little while, I'll be there
In a little while, this hurt will hurt no more
I'll be home, love
I barely feel the slight breeze rustle through my hair as I glance over at the sunset. It's time to head home, I guess. With a sigh, I turn back to the city streets. I often spend my evenings here, at the small park. It helps me sort out my thoughts. The tall trees do a decent job of hiding the chaos of the large cityscape, bringing a false sense of peace. Peace is needed to sort out your problems. At least, that's what

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I Hate This Planet!
please don't underestimate me, im not from here.
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trust me i read the description!
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“I like nonsense, it wakes up the brain cells. Fantasy is a necessary ingredient in living, It's a way of looking at life through the wrong end of a telescope. Which is what I do, And that enables you to laugh at life's realities.” -Dr. Seuss
See ya, Cay-Lunatic
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G+B=Love
G+G=Love
B+B=Love
Get the math?
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