

RevolutionA knowing smirk caressed his lips. The corner of his mouth curled up. Mocking the careless giddy smiles of the students around him.Revolution
The happiness he felt was cold, but what did it matter? The world was his.
Careful measures were taken to unhinge all that held him down. It was perfect and godly. The boy was ready for his impending ascension. and everyone else was innocently unaware.
The carefully molded aristocrat. He had brought him self pride as he played the system like it was a childish game. A game of small talk, champagne, artificial emotions. No
Ginny
Riddle
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daha bitmedi, devami gelecek...
im working on getting digital art training so i can start digitally enhancing and working on art through the computer.
thanks
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daha bitmedi, devami gelecek...
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YOU mean the WORLD to someone.
Keep on making your art and the war hunger, and general strife will simply disappear and the world will know peace!
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curently promoting:=evil-guava,*Sarah9555, and~TwilightPhantomEcho
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Sarafina
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