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Isn’t that in the middle Bibimbap? : O
(via zicoandme)
Yesterday I lost all of the works I had on my pendrive and I didn’t have any security copy…..yes…I’m not feeling very well right now(Iwannadie) but I’m trying to redo every work I remember ….almost 2 GB of works and now I’m only able to remember 2, XD for God’s sake! I hate MACS and their expulsion security problems! (my teacher was the one to break my pendrive…yes…lame!)
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And then they all did not need anymore to go to the bathroom
Oops, what have you done Tyrion XD *runs around in her bedroom*
(Source: rubyredwisp, via downeying)
I’ve fallen in love with this song,the deep voice, the music and the lyrics are breathtaking x_xU
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And who are you, the proud lord said,
that I must bow so low,
Only a cat of a different coat, that`s all the truth I know,
In a coat of gold or a coat of red, a lion still has claws,
And mine are long and sharp, my lord
as long and sharp as yours,
And so he spoke, and so he spoke,
that lord of Castamere,
but now the rains weep o`er his hall,
with no one there to hear,
Yes now the rains weep o`er his hall,
and not a soul to hear,
Letting out a silent shout from her mouth while the stranger looked at her with dark eyes, she ran down the fifth avenue, losing the high heels on the way home.
Scared as hell, with some difficulties while breathing, she reached home sooner than expected. Not looking backwards she openend the garden’s wood gate and entered her home, with the keys shaking in her hands.
Trying not to panic like a stupid chicken, she closed the door and went looking for a gun she had hidden somewhere in her home.
Suddenly remembering the place where she hid it, she went to her bedroom and threw to the floor an entire pile of books from the shelf, revealing the gun she was looking for.
As a gift from his boss she wished to not have the need to use it, never.
“A deluded woman I am if I ever thought that could be true in my police life”.-said with a stupid smirk on her face.
A sound coming from the window took her concentration back from her reverie.
He was a young boy, maybe in his twenties and hanging there in the misteriously open window, he stood there like an angel of darkness, with the moonlight reflecting on his long black braids.
His eyes were made of pure ice and his hands played with a sharpened knife.
“Hello there, young lady”
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Whatever you say, I’m proud of myself right now, being able to write such awesome paragraph of English.
I just translated it while I was transcribing it because the Spanish version is more like me, more badmouthed and well you know, more loose(gosh I’m spanish what would I spect? xD)
I really hope I can attract your attention with this story, feel fre to +follow me whenever you like my story or my art.
Advices are greatly welcomed
ohooho! Finished!
Doodle of a boy…I Don’t know what is it but I know he attacks with two rings!! I’m awesome ! X_D Btw…the inspiration from today is called Shilin : D
don’t go any farther, don’t come any closer
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My art book is still available for preorder here :D
I really love shilin’s art ^_^
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