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The Theory Of Chaotic Perfection |BUGHEAD|

The Theory Of Chaotic Perfection |BUGHEAD|

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There is a theory that states if two people with completely different paths find themselves entangled with each others destiny, one of them becomes the dominant and influences the other on whatever path was built for them in the future. That theory is false, and two teenagers found themselves testing it over and over again.Elizabeth Cooper was perfect. Something her parents were proud of. She never stayed out late, always told the truth. Above all, she kept her grades up in school and participated in everything she could. Betty was on the road to success ever since she was born. Jug Jones was a failure. His parents never cared about his future or success. They could barely keep the family together for a good meal at the dinner table, something Jug was never used to. Nevertheless, he was not reckless. Jug had his own plans and ideas, even if they were a bit dangerous.…

Threnody

Threnody

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threnody /ˈθrɛnədi/ noun noun: threnody; plural noun: threnodies a lament. "The journey you take to find a place where you belong will take long, but oh darling, it's worth it." A threnody is a song, hymn or poem of mourning composed or performed as a memorial to a dead person. A threnody is sad and lonely, portrays emotions in such ways that get's people thinking, but this is a different threnody. This threnody will not mourn people, perhaps maybe at times, this threnody is for those deep late thoughts you get when you cannot fall asleep. poetry about human emotions and feelings…

PORTFOLIO |Graphic Design|

PORTFOLIO |Graphic Design|

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Here is a portfolio of my graphics, since I deleted my cover shop. If you want a graphic, PM and I'll see what I can do (Oh snap this goes against all the typical don't PM graphic requests thing).…

Conversations With God

Conversations With God

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I grabbed Him by the hand and forced Him to look at me. "Have you forgotten? Surely someone like you cannot forget. The one who makes mountains move and waves spill out of their sequence. Answer me." He looked at me with eyes full of the world and what He has seen, and kissed my cheek lightly. And a thousand winds started whispering, whispering loudly, the one thing I wanted to hear.…