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As hard as it is sometimes, Life is always worth living. Even if you don't see it now, there is someone who will always have a space just for you in their heart. They may not even be born yet.
Never give up.
True Blood-Eric Northman Contest.
Rules and Information.
Your entry must be True Blood-Eric Northman related.
It can be something you drew, Edited on Photoshop, animation etc, As long as it is your work.
Provide a link to my page in the description of your entry.
Please send me a note with your entry.
Fave and Comment this post if you are entering.
For any updates and more information see http://grafixgirlireland.deviantart.com/journal/#/d5dvdrj
1st: 200 points, Watch, Llama and 20 Faves + Comments.
2nd: 100 points, Llama and 10 Faves + Comments.
3rd: 50 points, Llama and 5 Faves + Comments.
Highly Commended: This will go to someone I thought had put in a lot of effort and deserves to be awarded: Watch, Llama and 5 Faves + Comments.
Watch me for the chance to win 200 points
There are a lot of contests out there with lots of rules and requirements so i thought to hell with it. the only requirment is to watch me. I will be picking a new watcher at random on DEC 30th 2012.
also if you could sumit it to groups
Simple contest. All you have to do is watch me for the chance to win 200 points.
Open Dec 2nd 2012.
Close Dec 30th 2012.
SolaceShe never slept well in the dark,
not without the children of the sun and moon
to guide her weary lids home.
Guided by the aftermath, she was always two steps behind.
What did the world look like to the girl who had been through it all?
Braved the heaviest of storms,
yet skipping over cracks in the pavement.
They said her eyes were the wisps of clouds before the storm.
To him they were reflections of pages overlooked.
She said it was like she lived the life of someone she had never met.
Laid out to dry, yesterdays news.
He knew her as the girl who was built to never collapse.
He wished he was too.
He loved her more than words could say, and yet her pain was such,
that at times, he feared she wouldn’t make it.
But on nights like these, even when it threatened to consume her,
he became convinced that somehow she would.
Southern modernizationBlack comedy market economy, banana peel political humour, cards with the cartels, the solution free room service and credit the union. Bolivar twist, ding dong dollar under control, valley of the coin desert with no value. Gangsta paradise, the victims are the people. Big mac and cold conflict interference a part of it all. In little Mexico you’d need a high horse to jump the great border wall that boasts its peak.
Viracocha melts waters unlike those it rose from, making waves of out of metal oceans to overtake the current south, re-steel, re-take, tech-mechs the entire south into neo-Machu Picchu, cyberpunk music moulding, reshaping old society into an new age, iron dynasty, fresh coat for an old, ancient look. The coattails of Quetzalcoatl if he were a modern man pull together the merge of future and long passed past..techno temples and the like.
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