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Leaving Her lips touched his, and she felt nothing - no pain, no fear, and no sorrow. It was exactly as she had expected, had worried it would be. Despite the minutes, hours, days, months, years she had sacrificed for what she had believed to be the greater good, what was "for the best," she found herself staring in the face of the truth at long last. This was nothing; he was nothing.Leaving by ~delicatepassions
How long had she felt this empty? The drive home was long and dark, giving her plenty of time to contemplate the long chain of events that had led her to this place. Good-bye had never been difficult for her
Of Gods and Ponies In the beginning, there were only two great ponies dancing together in the eternal, dark emptiness. The Mare, with her flowing black mane and her coat of shifting light, pranced effortlessly through the ether, her heart filled with perfect and infinite love. The Stallion, dancing partner for the Mare, loved and adored her. To prove his devotion, the Stallion crafted millions of beautiful stars and orbiting planets, with which the Mare adorned her mane and tail. Galaxies were born in the fabric of her being, a gift from the Stallion to celebrate their union. Rejoicing in their beauty and pOf Gods and Ponies by ~delicatepassions
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there is no use crying over every mistake, you just keep trying until you run out of cake
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Remember to close your eyes and never stop dreaming
If something is to good to be true best to shoot it just in case
"When he gets to Heaven to Saint Petter he will tell one more solder reporting sir i've did my time in hell."
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this... statement... is... FALSE!!! dont-think-about-it-dont-think-about-it-dont-think-about-it... ITS A PARADOX, THERE IS NO ANSWER!!!
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there is no use crying over every mistake, you just keep trying until you run out of cake