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300 Watchers Raffle | CLOSED
This raffle is now closed! Thank you all for participating ; v ;<3 I will choose and announce the winners later on~
HUFF HUFF HI EVERYONE ; W ;
Today I reached 300 watchers!! Thank you everyone ; v ; It really means a lot to me hnnggg♥
So to celebrate I decided to hold a raffle! ; 7 ; It's my first so I hope this will turn out well :iconoyeaplz:
The winner will get a pixel pagedoll from me like this:
I didn't make a base for this, so the pose will vary~
How to enter > v <
＊Favorite this journal~ You will automatically get 1 number by doing that.
＊This isn't mandatory, but if you want, you can help by creating a journal/poll that links back to this journal! You will get another number by doing so~
＊Comment your character's reference with the journal/poll (if you made one) below! Then I will reply to you with your number/s.
Find Some Love! -Mini CONTEST! -WINNERS ANNOUNCED!
Hey Guys!! ;A;
ASDFGHJKL I HAD NO INTERWEBS FOR LIKE 6 DAYS //DIES// T3T
I Decided to Extend it ONLY ONE MORE DAY!
So Today is The LAST DAY For You To turn in Your Entries!!
Because I know there a Couple People you I Have Asked to Join and They Haven't Gotten there Entries in yet >3<
So Hurry and Get those Entries in!
I and the rest of the Judges willing be start Judging The Entries Tomorrow!
(Drawing By Meeluf )
Ok So I have Been Contemplating on weather or not To do Another Contest,
Because no one ente
Thursday Night Escape- Part 5 Part Five-
(Name)’s eyes slowly cracked open. She groaned and stared up at the ceiling. Where was she? The last she remembered was falling in front of someone’s house. Looking to her left, she saw one of the two people she actually liked, Sollux. He was holding her hand while sleeping with his face buried in the crook of his arm, his head lying on the bed (Name) was on. The broken girl smiled and lifted her right hand to brush some hair out of his face and saw it entombed in white plaster. She stared at it, confused. Why was her hand in a cast? She doesn’t remember getting hurt, maybe she accidentally fell out of a tree or something, though she knew that wasn’t the case. She may not remember how it happened, but she knew that it had to do with her mother. Her mother, her ever hateful mother had something to do with this, she just knew it. Taking a big breath, (Name) winced. Why does it hurt to breath and why is a breathing thingy in her nose? Why didn
ViolinI remember the day
you told me violins
were strung with cat gut
and that is why
you hated music
(who says that to a child?)
I followed you
all that summer.
I watched you
grow away from mother -
your whiskey held better conversations
and all she did was cry.
We'd sit cross-legged on the porch
and count the horseflies
settling on our lunch.
You would drown tadpoles
in a bucket
surprised they could not swim
and I would dream
of cherry popsicles.
And when night would gather
on the sidewalk
I'd hold my breath
until a star appeared.
Don't bother making wishes
you'd tell me -
stars are dead weight in heaven
and God has cloth ears.
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