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HAPPY CASTLE: SPARKLES, SPRINKLES, AND WAY TOO HAPPY THINGS

Started by Ashleg, April 19, 2016, 06:04:46 AM

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Lady Ashenwyte

The fastest way to a man's heart- Or anyone's, in fact- Is to tear a hole through their chest.

Indeed. You are as ancient as the soot that choked Pompeii into oblivion, though not quite as uncaring. - Rusvul

Just a butterfly struggling through my chrysalis.

Hickory

Quote from: Lord Ashenwyte on April 23, 2016, 04:46:23 AM
You're all insane.  :D
Fun fact: you run the insane asylum just to cover up your own insanity.
I am the master of my fate:
I am the captain of my soul.

The Skarzs

Cave of Skarzs

Cave potato.

Cornflower MM


The Skarzs

Cave of Skarzs

Cave potato.

Dotti Dillworthy


Perifaen

"Somewhere there's someone who dreams of your smile and finds in your presence that life is worth while. So when you are lonely, remember it's true, somebody somewhere is thinking of you :)" I don't know who wrote this but I really like it.


Dannflower Reguba

       o.O I think I made a wrong turn somewhere....
"Remember, sometimes is best to be like boomerang and come back." ~ Griffen

Experience is simply the name we give our mistakes. ~ Oscar Wilde

Mistakes can make you grow - That doesn't mean you're friends. ~NF - Remember This

The Skarzs

Cave of Skarzs

Cave potato.

James Gryphon

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Ashleg

Got any...grapes? :)

Quote from: danflorreguba on April 24, 2016, 03:55:30 AM
       o.O I think I made a wrong turn somewhere....

No, you must join us! We're being watched happy here!

Lady Ashenwyte

The fastest way to a man's heart- Or anyone's, in fact- Is to tear a hole through their chest.

Indeed. You are as ancient as the soot that choked Pompeii into oblivion, though not quite as uncaring. - Rusvul

Just a butterfly struggling through my chrysalis.


Lady Ashenwyte

The fastest way to a man's heart- Or anyone's, in fact- Is to tear a hole through their chest.

Indeed. You are as ancient as the soot that choked Pompeii into oblivion, though not quite as uncaring. - Rusvul

Just a butterfly struggling through my chrysalis.