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«Oldest ‹Older 801 – 1000 of 4580 Newer› Newest»I have spoken to people, he is best dead.
you say that because he is more powerful than you loki
Actualy, you are best off getting Niccolò Croatoan back, the way some of you speak of him, people actually like him. I also find him more interesting compared to Alastair.
I care not if he is 'powerful', he is a weak and pathetic Midgardian.
Is Elleni still here?
is niccolo not a midguardian as well?
@Loki: Why do you want Niccolò back?
He's just a Midgardian. Why is he important to you?
And it's actually Niccolò who's 'weak and pathetic' at this moment in time.
He is, but at least he is more interesting. More fun to mess around with.
Too true, Star!!
:(
. . .
He's broken.
Good luck with that.
@Adra: Yeah. :/
You are stupid, all of you, why would I want someone back that you care for? Use your brains.
Pain is a weird thing isn't it. You can feel it but...
It doesn't really effect you does it. You can stab a finger nail into your thumb but it doesn't do anything. The pain is there but...its also not.
but, maybe you want niccolo back so that alastair cannot have the chance to show you are wrong and that a midguardian can beat loki
Or perhaps, my hope is Niccolò is so broken he will kill one of you.
ANYWAY
Back to the subject of why Alastair is perfect
Niccolò is the sorry soul who stole Alastair's true name. He is the real man in the body Alastair is out in.
And you can see the mark it makes. A sort of dark brown cresent dint. But it heals. It fixes itself. Slowly. And you can't feel that pain. Your brains made it up. It's just distant. Imaginary. And leave no mark.
Why don't you stop now? It makes it so peaceful. You're the only one who believes him 'perfect'.
I have no point. Just rambling. Like your brain can be so quiet and pain doesn't change that. Your hand can feel the nail but the hand isn't part of you. It doesn't change your brains silence. It's weird.
gtg bye
@Elleni: He's one of Alastair's names.
Or, to be precise, Alastair is one of Niccolò's names.
(Because Niccolò has the discipline of stealing true names. Therefore, he steals people's personality and magic as well. Not that Niccolò would want to do this - he's a really nice person. But his names can often take over. Alastair is currently in charge of Niccolò's body.)
@Loki: Um.
Yeah.
More like sit there and do nothing.
@Silente; *hugs tightly*
I think I get what you mean, although in another format, and if you ever need to speak to me, my inbox is generally open. :)
I know not, Niccolò wishes to not share the information.
@Silente: It's all electrical impulses.
Your pain is just electrical impulses in your brain.
As is your entire comprehension of the world.
So like after they got out of hell and stuff, Adra crashed at Aretha's house with Alastair and basically that house is just flimsy walls hiding the storm that is within. But like, Alastair decided to stay with Adra and hold her when she needed it and care for her and help her heal -physically, mentally, emotionally) and-
I remember once that he said that he would give up hurting people if Adra would be well and happy. That, if she asked him to, he would dedicate his life to feeding the homeless and sick in poor countries. Basically, he would give up everything that he is and believes on for her
And it kiLLS ME
@Elleni: When did Niccolò start stealing names?
About five hundred years ago?
When did Alastair take over (most recently, that is)?
A number of months ago?
It's like I can't breathe some times
@Star I'm fine. I don't need to talk. It's just weird. My brains empty. Completely empty. And pain doesn't change that. Your mind stays empty. It's weird and slightly fascinating.
I probably shouldn't be stabbing my thumb with my nail. That's probably not a good thing to do. Apparently its bad. I should stop.
I will go down with the Tadra ship okay.
(Sorry Tyler made me make him pancakes)
*Wants LU to make ME pancakes :)*
I know you will, LU, but... Damn, if you saw what was going down with Trip and such
@Silente: Yeah.
I think I get what you mean, but maybe I don't and I just think I do. :P
Yes, you probably should.
I should also probably stop picking at my skin.
*looks at tiny red patches of skin on my legs*
Yeah.
I should. But it looks pretty. And it doesn't bother me. So. Meh.
. . .
I ship Aladra more than I ship Tadra these days . . .
I ship Aladra more than I ship ANYTHING these days . . .
I think Aladra is just pretty much the best ship in the whole of existence.
*nods*
Thank you.
@Silente: Okay . . .
Just . . .
You might regret that a teensy bit later . . .
The patterns are pretty.
I'll make you pancakes if you come visit me. <3
TADRA IS STILL HOT AF I SHIP IT SO DAMN HARD MAN
Hey Lucifer
Hey Silente!
Fanks, Staw :333
Wait is this self harming.
What does something have to do to count as self harming.
To intentionally harm oneself is to self harm, Silente. Idk if that's what you wanted to hear...?
Well I know that but does there have to be a negative intent behind it for it to be classed as self harming?
No, Sillente. You don't want that anyway.
*Mumbles about people these days romanticizing depression and suicide and self harm*
No i know self harming is bad Adra. That's why I want to know. Depression isn't romantic, its torture.
This unit does not understand the organic fascination with self-harm. It is illogical.
I'm going to stop now. I shouldn't be doing it. My thumb looks very angry.
*Groans*
Fuck this place.
*Goes*
*sprinkles glitter on Silente's head* Please don't hurt yourself. :'( I love you. <3
Wbd. Watching MOHS.
Sorry Adra.
I'm going to go now. I shouldn't have been on when I'm in this mood. It only causes problems. Bye.
@Silente: *hugs*
You can be on in whichever mood, it's okay . . .
Bye. :/
Well, I've certainly been flattered today.
*Pops back in to kiss his cheek and cuddle*
Hello, love.
Hi babe :)
I'm not here, I'm sorry. But you know where I will be, though. Xx
*Whispers* I love youu
*Goes again, without promises that she'll stay that way, if her Alastair is here :)*
Well.
Which two places that I'll be.
I certainly do, love.
Why does it have to be in goddamn Dublin, I want to go so bad but nooooooo, it's in Dublin honey, you're in Australia it's just too bad for you isn't it....well thanks for the sympathy mum. To anyone who lives in Dublin and can't go I am sorry, to anyone who lives elsewhere and can't go, I feel your pain.
I just checked my email. I wish, yet again, that I didn't live so far away. :(
I know the feeling snow.
Now excuse me while I work on a plot to get to Dublin...
I'm here if anybody else is!
I may or may not be here!
Ah, well if you are here Fay, how be's yous eyes?!?!
How be's yous?!?!
I'm fine! And my eyes are fine too. They're not melting in refried beans or anything, so I'm pretty happy about that. :)
Dies in a hole because people keep listening to the singing video*
Hey Snow!
Sorry I poofed Fay!
Snow, where can I find the Derek pansy picture? I wanted to show my friend who also loves Derek Landy and Skulduggery Pleasant.
Ummmmm
One sec
((I slept.
I'm so tired.
But I slept.))
http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ikbbr-iSPl8/U6fr-52B2SI/AAAAAAAAFzs/CevmJQsKXhg/s220-h/Derek%2BPansy.jpg
My cat walked into my room and collapsed on my bed. <3
That is sooo sweet Snow! My dog hates me, because I won't give her any food. Not that I don't feed her, I just won't give her a bit of my toast in the mornings like everyone else does. Your cat seems nice, I don't particularly like cats, but if your cat collapses on your bed, it seems nice enough to me.
Brother: I love Cheerios! Are they British...?
Sister/ and myself: Why?
Brother: Because in Britain, they say, 'Cheerio!'
Thank you Snow!!!!!!!
Wow today has been slow
I know, right?
Whenever it's daytime for me here, almost nobody comes on, but when I go to sleep and wake up in the morning, the comment count has exploded and I'm like D: WHYYYY?!?!!
I know the feeling, like every hour I check this and no one is ever on and then I go to sleep, wake up, BAM, 800 new comments.
1
21 guns
lay down down arms
give up the fight
1
21 guns
throw up your arms
into the sky
When you're at the end of the road
And you lost all sense of control
And your thoughts have taken their toll
When your mind breaks the spirit of your soul
Your faith walks on broken glass and the hangover doesn't pass
Nothing's ever built to last, you're in ruins
Did you try to live on your own?
When you burned down the house and home?
Did you stand too close to the fire?
Like a lighter looking for forgiveness from a storm
When it's time to live and let die
And you can't get another try
Something inside this heart has died,you're in ruins
Jumping up and down the floor,
My head is an animal.
And once there was an animal;
It had a son that mowed the lawn.
The son was an okay guy.
They had a pet dragonfly.
The dragonfly it ran away,
But it came back with a story to say.
[Hey]
Her dirty paws and furry coat,
She ran down the forest slopes.
The forest of talking trees;
They used to sing about the birds and the bees.
The bees had declared a war;
The sky wasn't big enough for them all.
The birds, they got help from below,
From dirty paws and the creatures of snow.
[La, la, la,
La, la, la, la.
La, la, la,
La, la, la, la.]
[Hey]
And for a while things were cold;
They were scared down in their homes.
The forest that once was green
Was colored black by those killing machines.
But she and her furry friends
Took down the queen bee and her men
And that's how the story goes,
The story of the beast with those four dirty paws.
[La, la, la,
La, la, la, la.
La, la, la,
La, la, la, la.] x2
[Hey] x3
Taking over this town they should worry,
But these problems aside I think I taught you well.
That we won't run, and we won't run, and we won't run.
And in the winter night sky ships are sailing,
Looking down on these bright blue city lights.
And they won't wait, and they won't wait, and they won't wait.
We're here to stay, we're here to stay, we're here to stay.
Howling ghosts – they reappear
In mountains that are stacked with fear
But you're a king and I'm a lionheart.
A lionheart.
His crown lit up the way as we moved slowly
Past the wondering eyes of the ones that were left behind.
Though far away, though far away, though far away
We're still the same, we're still the same, we're still the same.
Howling ghosts – they reappear
In mountains that are stacked with fear
But you're a king and I'm a lionheart.
And in the sea that's painted black,
Creatures lurk below the deck
But you're a king and I'm a lionheart.
And as the world comes to an end
I'll be here to hold your hand
'Cause you're my king and I'm your lionheart.
A lionheart. [8x]
Howling ghosts – they reappear
In mountains that are stacked with fear
But you're a king and I'm a lionheart.
And in the sea that's painted black,
Creatures lurk below the deck
But you're a king and I'm a lionheart.
A lionheart. [8x]
Frost's comment is my life in a nutshell.
How about when we check this place, we put in a quick hi? And then if someone else is lurking, then they will know that someone is on and then people can socialise!!!))
Sometimes people want to socialise but don't, for fear.
For fear of what?))
I've had a thought and this thought is beginning to ruin me a little bit. I've always thought that life was happy and yes, it sucks like 95% of the time but for the 5% that it was good I'd be happy.
And then Iw as just lying on the bed when it hit me, when I die I won't remember my life, and that 5% will be worthless. And once I die, who will remeber me, my family, my friends...only for so long I will exist and then after that there will be a little time where I remembered and then poof, I'm gone forever.
But then what if I lose my friends, and my family dies what if I am the bad fruit nobody buys and I don't get married or have kids then when I die, I'm gone. I might even rot away never to be found. That would truly suck.
That's why I'm going to start having fun again, and living life to the full, I'm going to play outside more tone and play video games when I want to because I'm not here forever, and I'm sad to say that the majority of you aren't either, so that's why we should cherish each memory like it's our last.
It's a good life my friends.
For fear of saying the wrong thing. Seeming the fool. Hurting people.Just for fear. Ju
I get what Silente is saying, I feel sometimes if I interject I'm going to say something ridiculously stupid and kill the conversation.
Who knows Frosty, you might be that lucky immortal one. You might be the one who saves the world. You might be Earth's greatest hero.
You will never know until your final moment.
But that is deep, kiddo.
I think that when I get tired I say stupid things but not so much like a hurtful stupid thing more of a deep stupid thing. And then I don't want to say anything because I don't want you all to think I'm an emotional weirdo.
Why do we crave attention? It seems as though it's the one thing we need to survive. In years 3&4 I was bullied, I wanted to fit in, but I didn't because no way in hell does a camo pant wearing nerd fit in with the 'popular' girls and their high heels. I think we want to be noticed because it makes us feel good. You know when you open the door for someone and then they turn around to you and make the effort to say thank you, it warms us up, I think that's why we want to be noticed, because we feel like we don't just co-exist with shadows.
And I don't really want to be immortal, because then I have to remember everyone else, I want to go when my time comes, I'm just funny like that.
Being immortal would be incredibly lonely. I would never wish to be immortal. I doubt I would even wish it upon a cruel man. I think it'd be the worst thing that could be done to me.
I'M IN CORK AND THERE'S NO PARKING AND I CAN SEE EASON'S FROM HERE AND I JUST WANT TO MEET DEREK GODDANGIT
Immortality is better summed up as eternal loss. You meet someone they grow old, they die you're stuck lonely. You meet someone else they die, you're lonely again.
Exactly. Eternal loss.
I got my report card back today. That was fun.
Good or bad?
Holy fricken' hell!!!!!!!!! I only just checked out my E-mail, and combined with this, I might just have a heart attack right now!
(Sort of distant, I only really came on to say this, so see ya everybody! (If anybody is actually on))
Good by anyone's standards, lots of A+, 2 A's and one B+.
But the B+ was in science and mum got all cranky because she want me to be a medical scientist and I told her straight to her face that she can't pressure me into doing something I don't want to do. And then she said that I didn't really want to become a game designer because it's 'not for me' and that I shouldn't waste my education.
But I'm happy I only failed one subject and it's not ranked by letters just Highs, Mediums and. Lows, and that was PE I got Very Low.
Bah gtg soz, sister forcing me to be active or something....
Bye Silente
Hey Rueben
And see ya
I just saw the comments about immortality, and I agree so much.
I mean, even if I was given the choice to be a sorcerer/mage I would turn it down. Just living like that on your own, watching your friends slowly vanish...
That would be torture.
And imagine living like that for eternity. You'd pretty much be the Doctor, only a whole lot more bored.
So, I agree with Percy Jacson, immortality isn't all that great.
No! Frost! Don't goooooo!!!!
*falls to knees despairingly* *is somehow in a park and it is raining heavily* *somehow doesn't have an umbrella*
See, Hunter and Ez are okay because they have each other . . .
And, heh. We all know I'm an emotional weirdo who fangirls about revision guides and analyses herself and gets certificates for talking. :P
Might not be here.
I want to live forever, personally. I want to watch the world grow, then burn as we destroy ourselves. I don't want to die. I'm scared of Death. I don't want to not exist.
I want people to remember me when I annoy remember them.
I don't want to die...))
(Hey Star.))
HERSEY TODAY HAHA-Zaffy
I don't want to die, it's not so much that I've embraced death. I just don't want to be around forever, I like living and I like the feeling of being able to sniff daisies if I ever got that bored, but I just don't want to watch as everything I've ever loved turns to dust.
(Hey ZAFFY!))
*don't
Not annoy.
Autocorrect made me sound like a bitch.))
(I understand, Frost, I accept your way of thinking, but I don't want to leave life. Not when there is so much to do with so little time.))
I understand yours too, we all die just a little too young with not enough time.
And my dog --->
She's going to die without knowing if I ever had kids, if I ever moved on, if I traveled the world.
I can't live without my dog. Death is a bitch.
Hi guys. I'm really msd...my friend is here so nevermind
HERSEY TIME
I think that life just generally sucks. Except when it doesn't suck but thats not the point. My crabs die, my dogs die, heck I kill spiders and cockroaches and they don't deserve it.
Death is a bitch, along with like 99 other things like Karma, Death is a bitch.
I don't kill insects. I have a go at others for killing insects. :P
I don't want to die either . . . there's a reason most of my characters have abnormally long lives . . .
When people squish waspd I have a go at them. And defeat them. And feel all superior about it, because apparently winning arguments means more to me than preservation of life. -_-
Death is going to suck so bad...*sigh* I'm supposed to live life like very day is my last, but then I would be doing ridiculously stupid things. I wouldn't go to school and I would try to jump of a really high thing just to see if I could land it. How are we supposed to live very day like it's our last if we don't know the circumstances of our last?
Hey, I was just perusing the comments out of sheer lack of anything better to do, and I would've been well on my way unless that particular comment made by a name I don't recognise about death wasn't right there above the comment box so imma just put a stop to what I find to be a slightly melodramatic whinge about things dying.
Which is that everything fucking dies so you should really a) get used to it and b) be thankful you get to experience death before it really hits you close.
And like, I respect that some people get really close to their pets, but my dad died a year ago and I think I spent literally no time resenting that shit dies. Calling death a bitch accomplishes about as much as stubbing your little toe on purpose, which is to say, you're going backwards and you're doing it mindfully.
...
Plus I might be a bit bitter because he actually died a year ago today and I've basically been reading about people everywhere being angsty over the deaths of their fish and liked book characters all freaking day.
Maybe that was just the last straw.
Either way, I'm sure I could be finding something better to do right now, even if it IS writing another essay on a scene from a TV show I like.
Ciao!
@Veronica: Idk.
But recently one of my online friends left and I can't ever contact her again, and I just felt so bad because I hadn't had chance to tell her how much I loved her, so I guess . . . I guess you just have to make dure that if you did suddenly die, there wouldn't be anything you majorly regretted.
I got bored before and sent my friend a 500 word description of everything I knew about Sir Isaac !
Newton's three laws of motion and all she said was, 'You're just showing off now and you should think about this before you rub it in our faces that you know stuff' and so I said sorry I didn't mean to offend her and I gave her a virtual cookie but now I feel bad.
You wouldn't really get the chance to regret it. That's sort of the point.
@Star Yeah
One of my friend's recently moved to England. I don't know if I would have changed anything, we spent our last moments together killing ourselves laughing and that's good, I guess it would have been fine If I died then without seeing her again, because all ends were tied up. I see what the thing means now., and I think we do it naturally as human beings.
Annnnnnd now the person I'm half talking to is here so once again I'm stuck.
Half talking to because he's a lazy little shit who can't be bothered to get his headphones.
Prick.
"Prick."
"Bitch."
"Dick."
"Asshole."
"Fucker."
"Shit."
"Shit- Oh."
Hah.
Um.
Fours, Sparky?
(Although everyone's feelings matter, and just because shit dies doesn't mean we're happy about it. Just because I cry with regularity over minor problrms like my friend losing her bracelet doesn't mean it desn't hurt when I cry, and there's some things you'll never get over. And if you did become fine with the fact that everything died, idk what kind of effect that would have on you, and even Ez thinks that sometimes you have to care, because if you don't, are you really a person?
And she's moaninğabout her dog, a living being she loves? I wad crying over a bracelet that isn't even mine and that Ivdidn't even know existed until it was lost. Dogs are perfectly acceptable things to cry about.)
Sparky:
I agree. I don't want to offend anybody, but I agree.
SPARKYYYYTYY OMFG SPARKYYYTTYYYYYYYYY!!! *Hugs*))
I cycled 3 miles or something, and there were HILLS! Ugh. Tired. And I've got to go BACK! Why did I say yes to this. I am SOOOOOOO unhealthy.
@Veronica: Yeah.
Missing eople is sucky. :/
*hugs*
@Zath: *laughs* XD Lol.
But if you were kidnapped and your kidnappers were like "yeah we're gonna kill you."
Why they'd bother kidnapping you rather than killing you just then is a mystery to me, but possibly it was part of their plan to not get caught.
And I also agree with Star. You just said what I wanted to say but couldn't find the words for.
Star, you say you're bad at explaining things but actually, you're more concise than I ever could be. XD
@Silente: :( :( :(
I do not like cycling with hills. :P
*Hugs Star*
*Looks around* Where is this mysterious Zathy-poos...? *Snickers at the private joke*
And I'm better. One of the good things about me, u recover from physical stuff quickly. What's up? What's being discussed?
@Silente: Oh. *winces* I feel your pain.
Death, as lovely as it is to see you again, please, please never call Miles that again.
Seriously.
Please.
...Miles?
@Em: *hugs* Thanks. :)
I think everyone thinks that about other people. And I'm okat at explaining this stuff online. It's maths I can't explain. And irl if I try to rant I generally get talked over so EH. :P
(I got a certificate for ranting, though.
A CERTIFICATE.
Never shutting up about that. :D)
And I think you'd be perfectly concise about explaining things, Fay, from what I've seen of your communication so far. :)
D:
*is in shock*
@Fay: Miles = Zath. :)
Msd.
I won't. But... Heh. *Grins*
*Hugs Zath*
Thanks, Star! :)
Wbd, dedding....
(thank the Internet gods that didn't autocorrect)
Sorry, Star. Didn't mean to offend anyone.
Like I said, it's sort of a big death marked day for me today and I have found that from experience I get somewhat unreasonably though respectably understandably pissed off when people tell me that the loss of their close animal is on par with the loss of my father.
I pray you understand.
@Silente: Do you . . . ?
*nods* *files in Store*
Did anybody else notice that wen you post a comment, it is actually saving the comment?
It just told me then.
Oh my god no stop touching him he isn't even here anymore please
AND LE TOUR DE FRANCE (ft Yorkshire) IS NEARLY IN HUDDERSFIELD, BIGGEST TOWN IN EUROPE!
@Sparky: I totally understand. *nods* Didn't mean to offend you either. :/
Why am I calling you Star, anyway?
I never call you Star.
You're Ink.
What.
@Silente: It went through where Dragona lives, apparently . . .
Nearest it got to me was an hour away. :P
I've not been watching it. My dad is.
Haha, it's the thought that counts!
And they're past the bus station..
Oh cool. I don't think they go near my house but they go through town. Are going through town.
Out of town now. Wow they're fast.
@Sparky: You mind is automatically adapting to the society around you, I eould guesstimate, as humans are incredibly adaptable like that. :)
No one calld me Ink now. I miss it . . . :P
@Silente: That's really cool . . . :) :)
I SHOULD HAVE BEEN WATCHING IT. I COULD HAVE WORKED OUT WHERE YOU AND DRAGONA LIVE AND STALKED YOU. :P
I called you Ink the other day...)))
@Death: Did you?
See? My memory is terrible. :P
*hugs* :)
That awkward moment when your supposed to be sleeping and your sister snapchats you.
Resist the urge!!!))
I'm going to punch dad if he keeps mocking us for being tired after cycling.
Any way how is everyone.
*Hugs back* Yeah. I also called you Bubble... Then Ink Bubble...
OMG GUYS MY HEAD ISN'T SILENT ANYMORE! MY MIND IS THINKING AGAIN! YES! AHA! NOISE! IT'S BEAUTIFUL!
(Meh, I'll be fine. Eventually. Git two new shirts, one with a cyberman on it saying 'totally smiling' and one that says Dead Riding Hood in blood with Red Riding Hood holding the decapitated wolf's head.
*cough* sorry. Heads been quiet all day. Not nice
Ahem. *clears throat*
Warning: In this ded, I might overuse the word beautiful.
You know that moment, that split second you look at somebody, and in that moment they're beautiful?
It doesn't matter what their gender is. They are, in that moment, beautiful.
And I don't mean hot. I don't mean mildly pretty. I mean beautiful. Timeless.
It's something about the way the light falls on them, the little curve of their smile, their eyes...
And it doesn't matter how many imperfections or flaws they have, all of those make them seem even more amazing in that moment.
It's just...
In that little instant, your view of that person is completely changed. You can never look at them again without remembering that moment in which they were the definition of beauty.
And I dedicate this page to that moment.
They sound like cool t-shirts.
Question for discussion! Do you have to see someone for them to be beautiful?
Also hear hear
Those shirts sound awesome. O_O
Annnnnd its time to cycle back. Bye! Be back on asap!
Answer to the question! :)
No, actually. I was just referring to a moment when I physically saw someone. You don't have to actually physically see them.
I feel like I'm overusing some words now. :P
2Fay: See? You have a beautiful mind, and are mqrvellous at explaining things. :) *huga* Hear, hear.
@Silente: That depends upon your definition of beautiful, but in most cases, now. They can sound beautiful, or they can feel beautiful, and also they can have internal beauty, and that's the kind I love the most that makes me just want to hug people and cry.
@Death: Ah, I remember that. :)
And, yeah, they do sound like cool t-shirts. :)
*no
@Star: Thanks. :) *hugs back*
And I'm terrible at explaining maths stuff. XD
Once, I was helping out one of my friends on a geometry problem, and I was using the Z rule and the X rule a lot, and then she just got even more confused and I gave up.
Then my other friend came along and explained the problem in like, two seconds. XD
(Hear hear!!
They are cool t-shirts. But I'm not overly fond of the RRH shirt. It's morbid. I don't like morbidity. My parents said 'it was so you'... Meaning what? I'm trying for cute and adventurous... Not like Lunaria. It actually made me pretty sad...
I believe someone can be beautiful without having to see them. Mind if I tell you a little story?
I was in Germany a few months ago, waiting to get back on a train to my hotel. A man was struggling to get off a train behind me, no one was helping him. He was disabled. I'm not trying to say that Germans don't care, they just didn't see him. So I told my friends to wait for me, and I helped this man off the opposite train. He thanked me so much and walked off to the street.
As I was walking back to my side of the platform, a man grabbed my arm. His eyes were unfocused, so I guessed he was blind. "Beautiful. You did. You are beautiful for that." He was very German. He could barely speak English. But he said that I was beautiful. And that a young man, his son, had seen me help this disabled man off the train and said that it was beautiful, helping someone I didn't know.
This wonderful blind man in Germany called me beautiful.))
Death:
That's amazing. :') (I'm actually tearing up "irl")
And that's what the world should be more like.
In my opinion, of course.
I know. I told my friends. They said, "this is the real world. Stuff like that doesn't happen."
But it did.
And I reckon, it was that man in Germany that saved me from depression.
(Oh yeah, I'm still not actually here, but Ink and Death, I posted the first chapter of BFB Pt. 2 earlier tonight, in case you're interested.)
(Okay bye again.)
Oh my God I love you Zath!!!!!!!
Tour de France/Yorkshire sucks. It ruined a potential shopping day by closing loads of roads in Sheffield:(
Sorry, gotta poof. :/
*vanishes in a whirlwind of penguins, fedoras and such*
*collapses in a heap*
My legs are going to ache tomorrow. Anyone still here?
*whispers quietly, hopefully*
Matex?
Viv?
Chi?
El?
Lu?
Dug?
Bub?
Please....
EDWARD!
*hugs tightly*
Hello. I just believe I was on television.
hello silente, how are you?
hello dragona
have to eat, back in a bit
*stops hugging*
Better. Better now. You?
Hey Dragona.
Hey Draggie. How are you?
I'm fine, thank you. You?
Better. Enjoy the tour? I heard it went past your house.
Hey.
Sorry I'm on/off. Tired and headachey and stressed and ugh ;~;
Well, down the bottom of my road. I was stood in a good position and a) got a video of all the cyclists, b) was actually shown on television about about 0.4 seconds, c) There were some floats, and they were throwing things and I got a fruit shoot and a blow-up pillow.
*hugs Lucifer*
It's okay. Headaches and stress is horrible. Hope they pass quickly.
A fruit shoot and a blow up pillow...not the worst freebies I've heard of. Was the mini parade any good? I didn't get to go...
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