

Time.The music from the speakers set around inside the bar hummed gentle music. The raccoon at the table sipped his beer as people began to leave for the night. It was late. Around midnight to be specific. But the bar was always open twenty-four seven and the Mobian wasnt done with his drink just yet. The bartender looked to him and studied him over silently before placing a beer on the counter for himself. The bartender, Burt, popped the bottle cap off his drink and drank silently. The raccoon looked up from his half-finished drink. Gonna be another lonTime.
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I can't use words like never and always because they are almost always never true.
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Every one is a moon
they have a dark side
that they never show you
~Mark twain
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We are merely grains of sand in an a desert of dreams.
~ Vero-Chan
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dont hug the tv -_- youll get stupider *all though i think you already have*
Random Deviant Hello
The best thing about being an artist is that you don't have to grow up to be one
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Spread The Love, visit a Random Deviant [link]
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I sold my soul to Sithis for Lucien Lachance.
I'm not crazy I'm insane!
Crazy people talk to walls, insane people bounce off them!
ARTIST...
NOT AN OCCUPATION,
BUT A WAY OF LIFE!
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Art is beautiful in any form, even words. Respect it, but do not mock it, for it may never come again.
REDWAAALL! ~redwall-club
~MP
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I sold my soul to Sithis for Lucien Lachance.
I'm not crazy I'm insane!
Crazy people talk to walls, insane people bounce off them!
ARTIST...
NOT AN OCCUPATION,
BUT A WAY OF LIFE!
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