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idk wat i would do about the other one. if u actually did ur gonna get hurt no matter wat cuz i don't, unless i pretended i did but i'm not gonna do that

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FWD:Wat color am i? *blue=boring *green=beautiful *pink=sweet *purple=sexy *orange=hot *yellow=fun *white=crazy *black=evil Send to 10 friends.

HEY ANONYMOUS. GET OUT OF HERE! You're not wanted, and you can't touch us. Shove off already!

I grow, the harvest is

preparing to make bad decisions.

of Emmett, wanna

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The world is a storm of destruction and pain … despite the current wishful thinking by my enemies. Watch as I prove it.


Leviathan is a Calabim (and former Servitor of Belial) who has never seen Hell, and (hopefully) will never want to. Its celestial appearance doesn't even make a concession towards humanoid form: however, it has spent most of his time since becoming a Prince on Earth trying to hold back the forces of Heaven (usually at the center of a swath of destruction). It has been assigned Sheol as a Principality, and has been remolding it to fit the new Word (a task delayed by current problems in the War). Leviathan was indifferent to gender in the past, but this seems to be changing: its earthly vessels are still just as likely to be male or female.


Normally, the Descending Hierarchy would make mincemeat out of a Prince who spends little time in Hell while neglecting to set up more than an elementary Infernal infrastructure. These are not normal times. Belial is dead. Kobal has been neutralized. Haagenti, Malphas and Saminga have joined the enemy. The ethereal gods have broken with Beleth and negotiated truces with Heaven. Grim Malakite and Ofanite raiders regularly venture into such formerly safe places such as Los Angeles and Milan. Baal and Asmodeus have made it clear that Leviathan is not to be touched until the situation stabilizes, and most of the other Princes respect that … as much as they can.


This is still Hell, after all.

The Doctor watched in both horror and fascination as each image flashed by; A Red Squirrel bursting into blue flames that seemed not to affect it, A Dog flickering in and out of existence, a school of fish spelling out messages to the camera. The Doctor had experienced the Human side of these tests, but never the animal side. The human side always ended with insanity, death, or vaporization, and yet the animal side seemed to end with Evolution.

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Fwd:Fwd: --ORIGINAL MSG: Be honest, if u love some 1 and u wish u were with them rite now send this to 10 ppl and watch who calls.

+ Jasper
- Laurent

Alice~30
Angela~10
Carlisle~ 30
Emmett~68
Esme~12
Jasper~ 32
James~40
Jared~ 5
Laurent~ 11
Phil~11
Renee~10


RIP
Jacob
Lauren
Edward
Sam
Quil
Paul
Bella
Eric
Embry
Renesmee
Mike
Billy
Rosalie
Charlie
Leah

+Emmett
-Esme

Alice~31
Angela~10
Carlisle~ 30
Emmett~70
Esme~10
Jasper~ 32
James~40
Jared~ 4
Laurent~ 11
Phil~11
Renee~10


RIP
Jacob
Lauren
Edward
Sam
Quil
Paul
Bella
Eric
Embry
Renesmee
Mike
Billy
Rosalie
Charlie
Leah

you're blurring the lines.

+Alice
-Jared

Alice~33
Angela~10
Carlisle~ 30
Emmett~70
Esme~8
Jasper~ 32
James~41
Jared~ 3
Laurent~ 11
Phil~11
Renee~10


RIP
Jacob
Lauren
Edward
Sam
Quil
Paul
Bella
Eric
Embry
Renesmee
Mike
Billy
Rosalie
Charlie
Leah

LAUREN WOKE UP TO DARKNESS—something that smelled of oil and gasoline was wrapped tightly around her head. Her clothing had been removed and her arms and legs were bound to a wall.
Her breathing was coming in short, labored gasps for breath. She let loose a low moan as a sensation of tugging slowly moved up her leg. Something cold and sharp—a knife?—pressed into her stomach. Pain followed. She felt blood slowly trickle down her abdomen. The tugging moved to the pain, fingers digging into her flesh, another cold metal object—a needle?—stabbing into her insides.
She opened her mouth to scream for help, but found only the stinging pain of breathlessness. Her heart was pounding faster and faster against her chest.
The tugging sensation continued further up her body, the knife slicing into her skin, the fingers digging into her flesh, the needle prodding into her bowels. With each jab of the needle a Fiery Sensation filled her innards—slowly spreading like a forest fire through her body.
The pain and blood loss were unbearable, and yet she didn’t lose consciousness—she wasn’t vaguely aware of what was going on, she wasn’t in a dream like state. She was very much awake as her skin was peeled back, very much aware as holes were stabbed into her innards.
The when the tugging sensation reached her chest and the knife could not cut through her thick sternum, a new sensation was brought on—there was a high pitch mechanical growling—like a dentist drill.
The pain flared up; the drill cut into her sternum with a loud CRACK! Her body was drenched in her own blood—she was light headed, but still very much aware of the pain. More and more blood poured from her various opened wounds. The Fiery Sensation spilling out from her veins into her open chest.
The Needle was brought into her heart; piercing it, stopping it. She let out another silent pain filled scream before fading into nothingness for the final time.

I would paste the last thing I copied...but it's all of my novel. XD

Alice~34
Angela~10
Carlisle~ 30
Emmett~72
Esme~7
Jasper~ 33
James~41
Laurent~ 11
Phil~11
Renee~10


RIP
Jacob
Lauren
Edward
Sam
Quil
Paul
Bella
Eric
Embry
Renesmee
Mike
Billy
Rosalie
Charlie
Leah
Jared

yay games :)

nightmares

i dont have anything to paste

My name is Jarrod. I'm writing to you today – 16 years to the day after "Don't Ask, Don't Tell" was signed into law – because I've lived and breathed this policy.

As an army linguist, I watched as seven of the eight gay and lesbian service members I trained with at the Defense Language Institute were investigated under "Don't Ask, Don't Tell." Six were subsequently discharged.

Since July, as a part of HRC and Servicemembers United's Voices of Honor tour, I've traveled the country campaigning to end this discriminatory policy.

The response has been so phenomenal that we're kicking off a new phase of the Voices of Honor tour. Can you send Congress an email TODAY, on this bitter anniversary, to back up our message?

A bill to repeal "Don't Ask, Don't Tell" is now in Congress – tell your lawmakers to repeal this failed policy!