Wargish Glory
Pimpin'it Up

The Beginning of a Lost Work “The land of Glór-an-Fháha forest is a strikingly beautiful one,” I said to my exhausted followers as we trudged through the overgrown thick of the wild. “We’re blinking tired, we are. Haven’t eaten for days, no we haven’t. And you’re looking at the bloody scenery? Can’t we rest for a sunsworth or two?” my chief durat, the second in command, and my best friend, said to me. “I’m afraid not. Yes, the road has been long, or journey arduous, but we will make it there. Remember this, old friend: Every breath you take, every step you make, take nothing for granted.” I was as tired as heThe Beginning of a Lost Work
Creeped Out

Steal my coversMy Bed feels so empty when you aren't here to steal my covers and get grumpy with me while you sleep. I even made my bed today - the way you like it. Hopeing you would come over. Seeing your face in my window... inviteing you in. But it won't happen and I'm left with myself to cope with my feelings of dissapointment, sadness, hopelessness. I love you. Unbearable I'll be fine.Steal my covers
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Sometimes, all you have is positivity and optimism to get you through this life.
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