

Smile for me, Brother... Promise to smile for me, brother; promise me a smile that will never fade. A smile that I will never forget. A smile that will forever be imprinted in my memories. Promise me a real smile. A smile that will last. An inviting smile that shows the extent of your true emotions. A smile so big, the whole world can see you and your handsome face. Brother, promise me a smile that will not only light up the atmosphere and the room, but our lives. Promise me a smile so special that the warmth illuminating inside of you reaches each of our hearts, touching them in it's own unique and individual way. A smile that no one isSmile for me, Brother...


Just a Taste Allison cautiously opened to door to the empty apartment. Slowly, she inched in, the rain dripping off her long coat. Small puddles began forming on the hard wood floors. A sudden chill came over her as she stepped into the open. Why was it so cold? She withdrew a pistol from within her jacket. It looked so perfect, so new, so untouched. Even the room looked so innocent, with all white walls. She closed the door quietly behind her. "Surely no one had been here...," she thought to herself, "The neighbor must have been mistaken." She tucked her wavy blond hair behind her ears, asJust a Taste


Allsion Arielle Woods "Ummm.... Hello, my name is Allison Arielle Woods, but family and close friends may refer to me as Alice. I am 28 years of age; I was born April 23rd, 2001 in Bristol, Connecticut to the late Brock Daniel Woods and Marian Ellis Woods. I have a sister, Claire Sienna Woods, who is mostly into business. She has brown hair and green eyes unlike me. I am currently 5 foot 7 1/2 inches... and yes the half is important to me. I honestly weigh 127 pounds. I have vibrant blue eyes and naturally wavy, light blond hair. (Sometimes up... sometimes down.) As you may be able to tell, I have a little bit of a German background,Allsion Arielle Woods


Voices in my Head, Pretty GirlI can hear your pulse across the room. But the voices in my head, They tell me to do things, To such pretty girls, like you. Do you know what they tell me to do? They tell me to cut you, pretty girl. Is that okay? Don't be scared. My blade will slice through you skin so easily, I am sure you will not be able to feel it. It wont hurt a bit. I just need your hide, Your soft, delicate skin, For my creation, My master peice. Are you willing to give that up to me, pretty girl? To the voices in my head? Do not cry, pretty girl. This is your greaterVoices in my Head, Pretty Girl
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Skittles, Taste the Rainbow!
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A technically perfect photograph can be the worlds most boring picture. - Andreas Feininger
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Don't take life too seriously... Nobody comes out of it alive, anyway!
Art is like Love, unless it is shared,and viewed by others and appreciated, it has no mutual return, it is empty and hollow, and lonely.
TThealer
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You Only Live Once
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Make me dream.
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