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I am a Science Fiction Writer
SJP133
Female/Canada
Why I Am Here
- To get my writing out there for all you peoples to see
Last Visit: 12 hours ago
SJP133
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"No offense, but ... People are getting too fake on me . They only want posts, comments, or to see how many friends they can get. So let's see who will actually repost this. This is a test to see who's paying attention. This is a test to see how many people in my friends list actually pay attention to me. Copy and repost in your own bulletin. Lets see who the true friends are and I think I know who you are... Repost this if you are a friend...Don't reply... just copy and paste this in a new journal as 'Fake Friends'" ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
I still feel like some people are just using me, if you don't do this, your probably using me.
oops I sent you a note before reading your comments argh Sorry about the communication fail LOL
-- Death is your art. You make it with your hands day after day. That final gasp, that look of peace. And part of you is desperate to know: What's it like?
-- Death is your art. You make it with your hands day after day. That final gasp, that look of peace. And part of you is desperate to know: What's it like?
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What we see depends mainly on what we look for.
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He saids. She saids. Who really cares?
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What we see depends mainly on what we look for.
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What we see depends mainly on what we look for.
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He saids. She saids. Who really cares?
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What we see depends mainly on what we look for.
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He saids. She saids. Who really cares?
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What we see depends mainly on what we look for.
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He saids. She saids. Who really cares?
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What we see depends mainly on what we look for.
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What we see depends mainly on what we look for.
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He saids. She saids. Who really cares?
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What we see depends mainly on what we look for.
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What we see depends mainly on what we look for.
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He saids. She saids. Who really cares?
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TF Club: [link]
TF Writers Group: [link]
I write Transformation stories: [link]
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He saids. She saids. Who really cares?
We'll see what happens...
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TF Club: [link]
TF Writers Group: [link]
I write Transformation stories: [link]
I sent you a note before reading your comments
argh
Sorry about the communication fail
LOL
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Death is your art. You make it with your hands day after day. That final gasp, that look of peace. And part of you is desperate to know: What's it like?
SRSLY, IT'S YOUR COUSIN.
Your cousin Smellsey, I changed accounts.. Thanx.
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Death is your art. You make it with your hands day after day. That final gasp, that look of peace. And part of you is desperate to know: What's it like?
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He saids. She saids. Who really cares?
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