Maybe its burn out and I actually need to start drawing more, working on that even if you don't see it up here...or maybe I need to edit something.
Speaking of that. I'm going to be editing Isabelle's story. Again
It just doesn't seem convincing anymore now that I've reread it about half a dozen times and edited it about the same number of times. Hopefully this will be the last time.




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An Irishman has an abiding sense of tragedy that sustains him through temporary bouts of joy.
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High heaven and earth ail from the prime foundation
All thoughts to rive the heart are here, and all are vain
Horror and scorn and hate and fear and indignation
Why did i awake? When shall i sleep again?
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si vis pacem para bellum
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An Irishman has an abiding sense of tragedy that sustains him through temporary bouts of joy.
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An Irishman has an abiding sense of tragedy that sustains him through temporary bouts of joy.
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Nevu: GIVE ME BACK MY HAT, BETCH!
Brian: o.O??
Nevu: HAAAAT!!!
(Pow!)
Want to avoid strange situations? Always use Boxers
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It'll only hurt for a moment, then you'll be dead...
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K-D-C
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"I thought that, if the world won't change, we would never reach happiness"
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Winter comes and the winds blew colder
While some grew wiser, you just grew older
And you never listened anyway,
And that's the hell of it.
Welcome to my
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