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I hope my master plan worked with the whole title thing and that you're reading! If you aren't, well. You aren't. If you are, however, hello! I'd like to believe that you're reading this because you recognize/remember me and you're interested in my life (in a non-creepy way) and whatever I have to say!

Basically, I just wanted to say that for the millionth time I'm going to attempt to become more involved with dA again with both my accounts (the other being JJmyster22) and I'd like to become so involved that I actually COMMENT on pieces I like. I mean, I already did that but you all know that I'm pretty terrible when it comes to comments (as in, I have about a billion favorites but nowhere near as many comments). 

Besides comments on artwork, I'd love it if any of you wanted to strike up a repertoire with me as I enjoy talking with others and it's always fun to come back to conversations after school. So. . . Hit me up! 

That's all folks, I'm out!

<3
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Hello guys c:

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 Hi everyone, sorry I haven't been on as much ^^ I haven't even been that active on my main account. Sorry if I've ignored you guys/haven't put anything on lately. It's mostly because I'm really busy and really lazy. Sorry :c

Here's a bad poem about love for all you lovely watchers c:

Life is my own and it is my own
And I will take charge of it

Life is my own and it is my own
And I will use up every bit

Life is my own and it is my own
And I am going to

Life is my own and it is my own
And eventually I will find you 

If you guys want to chat and don't feel like waiting a few months for a reply, go message me on my alternate account: JJmyster22
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Acella

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    Acella is seventeen. Every day, she wakes at six to drag herself to school. At three, she tiredly slumps over to the seedy building on ninth street; the one that has bright lights that flash everywhere. The one that never sleeps. The one where screams are muffled, where tears are hidden, where girls are held. She lets Karmen, a twenty year old veteran with the eyes of the dead, coat her face in makeup- bold blacks and sultry reds. She lets Karmen pick out lace trimmed bras, satin thongs. She lets the woman coo at her when she wears them, like they both don't know what comes next. Like they're innocents, instead of the defiled. Like they're clean with imagination, instead of dirty with life. Like they're just girls, instead of prostitutes.

This is a little section of the novel I've started to write. I don't plan to put it up here, I want to finish it on my own. However, I would appreciate one to three people willing to read over chapters and give me suggestions. If you're willing, please note me your email. Also, warning: if you want to help me along the way with this project, I'd like to tell you that there will be several graphic scenes. Also, a lot of the formatting and grammar is incorrect because I want to give the whole story a certain sort of tone. 
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Would you

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Hello, how are you all today? Me? I'm a little down. You know what would make me happy? If you guys went and joined my group :iconstfuandjoin:. Please? Pretty please? 
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I AM BACK

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I double lied. I'm going to start writing again. So, er, hey!!!
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