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"I don't want you to go," Mick said quietly as he watched his boyfriend packing up everything that made the room theirs. His hands were shoved into his pockets and he was watching with dark, sad eyes, gazing up through his la
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You're making me choose? Okay, well, the fight is between Vishous and Zsadist. for this contest, I'm choosing Vishous.1
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by Zsadist Gates
1000 words, 1 comment,
on Nov 10 10:21 PM 2008. In Abuse, Adult, Dark, Depression, Drama, Literary, Nano novel, Novel, Thriller
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by Zsadist Gates
1100 words, 1 comment,
on Nov 9 7:15 PM 2008. In Abuse, Adult, Dark, Depression, Drama, Literary, Nano novel, Novel, Thriller
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by Zsadist Gates
3700 words, 3 comments,
on Nov 4 1:28 PM 2008. In Abuse, Adult, Dark, Depression, Drama, Literary, Nano novel, Novel, Thriller
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by Zsadist Gates
900 words, 2 comments,
on Nov 4 1:26 PM 2008. In Abuse, Adult, Dark, Depression, Drama, Literary, Nano novel, Novel, Thriller
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by Zsadist Gates
1100 words, 1 comment,
on Nov 4 1:24 PM 2008. In Abuse, Adult, Dark, Depression, Drama, Literary, Nano novel, Novel, Thriller
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by Zsadist Gates
1100 words, 2 comments,
on Nov 4 1:21 PM 2008. In Abuse, Adult, Dark, Depression, Drama, Literary, Nano novel, Novel, Thriller
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by Zsadist Gates
900 words, 1 comment,
on Nov 2 7:03 PM 2008. In Abuse, Adult, Dark, Depression, Drama, Literary, Nano novel, Novel, Thriller
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by Zsadist Gates
2700 words, 1 comment,
on Nov 1 5:04 PM 2008. In Abuse, Adult, Dark, Depression, Drama, Literary, Nano novel, Novel, Thriller
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by Zsadist Gates
2300 words, 1 comment,
on Nov 1 4:58 AM 2008. In Abuse, Adult, Dark, Depression, Drama, Literary, Nano novel, Novel, Thriller
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by Zsadist Gates
2200 words, 2 comments,
on Nov 1 4:54 AM 2008. In Abuse, Adult, Dark, Depression, Drama, Literary, Nano novel, Novel, Thriller
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by Zsadist Gates
700 words, 5 comments,
on Nov 1 4:24 AM 2008. In Abuse, Adult, Dark, Depression, Drama, Literary, Nano novel, Novel, Thriller
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It was a silent world. There was no sound around Joseph, and so he was afraid to close his eyes sometimes. The silence was, ironically, som
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These are my favorites -1
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These are the songs I listen to most when I'm writing, and never get sick of -1
by Zsadist Gates
400 words, 2 comments,
on Sep 16 4:12 AM 2008. In
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A sixteen-year-old Silas De Luca looked up at the large school entrance and bit his lip, dark brows furrowing slightly. Jacobs Arts Academy read across the arch in curled silver letters, but that didn't make any sense. He tho
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