Diary Entry

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:.~Unreality~.:

"It was never real, tobbie.", the old whisper of the cold dark voice repeated in her head. She barried her head in her hooves. "HE loved me and you know-", she was cut off again, that dark voice loving to tease and taunt her sick, twisted mind. "It wasn't real.", the voice laughed, it echoed off the hallow walls of her mind. She was staring off into space, talking to the voice that never existed and never will. She got up slowely, her legs wobbling. Her legs gave out and she fell back down onto her stomach. "You don't know how you've betrayed me!", she screamed. She pounded her hooves against the ground, dirt kicked up making a thick dust swirl around her head. her eyes remained unblinking, her mouth open. She closed her eyes, a tear seeping through her lashes and rolling down her face. Her stomach rumbled and tightened. She hadn't eaten in days. " You hate him, you do!", the voice repeated over and over. "IM SICK OF YOU!", she yelled to the voice."Nah, your sick of HIM.", the voice was getting under her skin. She opened her eyes halfway to stare at the ground. "I love him", she whispered to herself. "NO,NO,NO,No!.", the voice screamed in her head, her headache worsened. Her head ached worsened every five minutes. She rubbed her head against the ground, messing up her bangs. "I hate YOU!", she banged her head on the ground, rolling over and shaking her head. She attempted to push the ground away with her back feet. Kicking and screaming seemed to get her anger out. She finnally tired herself out. Her chest heaved and her legs twitched. She turned over onto her side, resting her head on the ground. Her head throbbed now. She lay there, with no movement and no sound. Breathing normally again she shut her eyes tightley and gritted her teeth. Again the voice repeated, " He doesn't love you now, because he never did!", the voice's raspy laugh filled her ears, her mind, her heart. She relaxed her expression and started to cry, stopping instantley.
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Taylor's Journal Entry #2 The Peacefull Day ( Original )

I woke up to the sound of birds chirping and the stream near the pond running feriously. Me and my parents got up and stretched, we walked to the pond and got a cold drink. We went to our usual place to meet other deer, in the meadow. We ate and and all rested for a minute.

Thirty Minutes later most of us got up and walked through the forest, groups formed to chat while the fawns played. I made a new friend, her name was Anita. We danced, jumped, and ran all around having so much fun. Our mothers told us they were good friends as well. Later then everyone started to take a quick nap of the hot summer day, me and Anita cuddled up in a pile of leaves.

We got up in groups and headed for a quick snack, Anita had to go an hour later, we greeted her good bye and went home near the pond. It soon rained again. We stayed under the trees, to stay dry, soon the sun went down and we all went to sleep under the trees.
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OH MY GOSH! I might get a little brother!?

http://www.adoptuskids.org/child/ChildView.aspx?id=37208

WE are thinking about adopting him from Tenesse!!
As you can see he is Ten and his name is Anthony Jordian but he likes to be called Jordian!
I might get a little brother!?
I Dont know If I could handle more then just me in the house!!!!
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Possible new deer? Need oppinions on 'im! -Introducing Raleigh!-

So I was listening to this: This dude's themesong
And this fellow just popped into my head... Now I don't know anything about him, not even his name, except he's got a past shared with Redd, the only difference being he remembers it, he's an absolute douche, he's a ladies' man, he's violent as hell, and he's albino.
So...
I'm asking you!
Should he live or die?

...
And can you help me with a name for him if he lives?...
The name has been chosen, it's Raleigh! Which means... HE LIVES!! *dramatic thunder*
He now even has a picto and everything!
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Screenshot explosion [IMAGEHEAVY, not very TEF related]

.... Smiling
I coded this blog TWICE, all these damn pictures and ksdfhsd. I wanted to cry.


Leara and South: OH MAI GAWD, SHOES! LET'S GO SHOPPING, YEIIII~! -eternal friendship sparkles-
Leevi: I'm not playing with you guys. >:[

Wolf Quest


Cut: -harrasses-
Rip: Wait what? ,__,


Cut: -harrasses-
Rip: .....;__;


EYEBALLZ SEES YOU.

Perfect World:


Through the epic landscapes, playboy Rip rides his husband.


Well... somewhat better, I guess?




Wolf: -poops next to-


Cut: Ooooh, aah~ Right there, baby~ -drools and gnaws the lantern-
Rip: ...ô__ô -stops scratching Cut's head-

The Sims 2:


Cut was lacking any fighting buddies so he challenged the phone.


I don't know what is it but it did weird things to his eyes....
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.: Nightmares.

BIG IMAGE WARNING.
Please allow them to load before continuing >.>

One of Aleit's many ominous nightmares.
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Taylor's Journal Entry #1: The Beginning ( original from others )

A fawn was born on a rainy day, under a shady tree, so peacefull the sound of rain hitting the grass and rocks. The fawn layed there, trying best to see who was around her. Her mother nugged her telling her to try to stand up. The fawn slowly opens its eyes, and looks at her mother. She tries her best to stand up, but keeps falling. After a while she finally stands, walks, and runs corectly. Her herd followed by her mother and father, ran to a peacefull pond.

Everyone got a drink, and layed down under a tree in the tall grass, I got to drink last, I slowly walked in the shallow water and got a cool drink from the pond. I walk out of the pond and lay down with my mother. My father ask my mother, " Have you named her yet? " her reply was no. She thought for a minute and said " How about Taylor? " And that was her name, Taylor.

Her herd was led to a medow full of sweet yummy grass, everyone ate, even the ones who didnt feel like eating. Soon the rain stopped and the sun went down. We all got togeather and went to sleep under the stars, i stayed up looking at them, with fireflys on my two tiny ears. Then I fell asleep and had the most wonderfull dream ever....
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Willow's diary 2

(I apologize about any and all grammar mistakes and typo's, I'll fix them when my sister has the time to read the entry and tell me if there are any, but now I'm going to bed it's midnight after all.)


Today was a great one. I met up with my grandfather Virgil and played with three other fawns that had found their way to him. We had a great time, first casting pelt spells on each other and laughing at the strangest colors that have ever grased the forest.

We also made a mad dash to the pond, and to my surprise the run didn't tire me out like it had only a few weeks ago, We also ate pine cones and played dress up with the antlers we got from them. I managed to give my father's antlers to one of the fawns, it was great fun.
I also saw two of the other fawns begin to spar a little.. I think they tried to get me to join in but I had never done something like that in my life.. I declined and went back to the dress up game.

I also found a place at the bottom of the lake that sinks you donw under the water, at first I paniced slightly but it was surprisingly simple to get back up from there.

After a nap at the blueberry field I could hear my adoptive parents in the forest. I was about to split with my exitement to tell them about my day with grandfather that I ran to them as fast as I could, I bounced around them for a while and gave both of them a greeting snuggle. But my exitement was short lived as I found out that my mother was slightly ill.. she couldn't see mee properly.

I felt a strong fear grip my heart. I remember from my time outside of the forest that deers can die of ilnesses. even my father seemed worried. We slowly walked my mother to the nearest shade to let her rest, and she soon fell asleep. Perhaps she would still be okay... I hope.

I talked with my father about the time I spent with grandfather and he smiled at me and was proud of my growth as I told him of my running and swimming.
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