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adv. lit spn | alice, 18+
Joined March 2025
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pissed off as * hell at the readerโ€” slamming the door right in their face. something she hardly ever does !
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the world around them was crumbling, according to her mother. the lord would be back any day and everyone should be fearful. though she wasnโ€™t sure how much of this to believe. โ€œ Iโ€™m โ€ฆ so sorry. no one deserves to go through such loss. Iโ€™m sure she
john clicked his tongue, thinking about her words. he did his best every day for the world to not go to hell. that was funny to hear and not in a good way. sorry to hear that, kid. my wife died too early too, it's . . . it sucks. so, uhm. โ€”
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was a beautiful soul. โ€œ โ€” same couldnโ€™t be said about her own father. someone that even her mother wonโ€™t speak of. same one that her mother has no evidence of ever existing, actually. โ€œ I do think that Iโ€™ll pass on that one. but thank you so very
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mama says that one can never be too religious. she believes this world is going to hell, and quickly. she thinks more of jesus than she does herself. or me, even. oh ! well, Iโ€™m sure they were very lucky to at least have you in their lifeโ€™s. my fathers not around
jesus. how 'bout too much of religion ? appeals to vanity, as far as I know. but yeah, sugar is addictive, that ain't a lie. kind sir, ehe . . . I ain't, but appreciate it. two boys. they're old enough to follow their own lives, I'm uh, doing my own work alone again.
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extremely. having too much of something is considered gluttony. sugar is addictive and sheโ€™s afraid if I ever were to have any that I wouldnโ€™t be able to stop myself. it would be a โ€” um โ€” cycle. you are a father ? how many children do you happen to have, kind sir ?
nah, I'm a simple man. black coffee does the trick for me. well, I wonder that too. your mom is one of those religious types, I take ? i uh, don't think gluttony ties up to fancy coffee, technically isn't food, y'know ? i get where she comes from but uh . . . โ€”
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. . . oh ! I figured that you were getting the coffee with all of the fancy creamers in it and everything. I wonder if mama would let me drink black coffee ? sugar has ties to glutton. glutton is a * huge sin.
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making room for him, she scooted over just a little. placing the book she was reading face down in her lap for the time being. watching the very magic be performed right in front of her eyes, she took just a moment to pause. almost hesitant, but soon taking the flower. all
He squatted down next to her. She looked just like. It was uncanny as he smiled back as he picked a purple flower from the ground. The leaves wilted and dead as he waved a hand and the flower bloomed to life as he held it out to Her. The mention of World War 2 made his want ---
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questions she wanted to ask happened to be forgotten when he asked his own. hearing them almost made her laugh. giving a very small shake of her head. โ€œ I donโ€™t really have friends. even if I did, if I got caught at a party my mother would have my
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if one were to sum belladonna up in a quick word, it would simply just be โ€˜ different โ€˜. the young lady didnโ€™t have too many friends. wasnโ€™t one to be invited anywhere, wasnโ€™t one that people * actually wanted to be around. there were so many familiar faces at this park. having
The pebbles dropped to the ground as he frowned. He felt it. A pull of familiarity. Almost as if a sliver of himself lingered in the town. He cleared his throat scanning the area when his eyes befell on the girl under the tree. She was different. Something about her was---
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stranger danger should have automatically kicked in. for some reason, though, it didnโ€™t. she stayed right where she was. giving him a small smile. โ€œ nothing too interesting. just reading up on world war one. test coming up on it soon, or i would be
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