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About Me Member Deviously Deviant Miisha-SpootMale/United States Recent Activity Deviant for 3 Months
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You are now approaching the fan...

Thu Sep 10, 2009, 3:24 PM
Sept. 10, 2009:

Well, this is probably not new to some people, but my parents have officially gotten me to the point where I actually am considering other living arrangements than where I'm at now...My mom really isn't that bad, when she's in a good mood or dad hasn't brainwashed her into not liking me for the day...and my dad...*shudder*...there's not fixing that end...

Let me ask you something...what's the worst thing that your parents have said/called you? All I can say is that if I were to put the contents of last nights conversation (more like WWIII...) on this website, well I don't know the obscenity policy for this site, but I would most likely be banned...

All I'm gonna say, shit's about to hit the fan REAL soon...I just hope that I make it to the other end...

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    :iconrebeldork:
    Neil?
    Hey, if it's you, this is Ceci.

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    Und meine Seele spannte
    Weit ihre Flügel aus,
    Flog durch die stillen Lande,
    Als flöge sie nach Haus.

    Eichendorff, "Mondnacht"
    :iconmiisha-spoot:
    yeah, this is, lol how did you find me?
    :iconrebeldork:
    Lee. ;P

    --
    Und meine Seele spannte
    Weit ihre Flügel aus,
    Flog durch die stillen Lande,
    Als flöge sie nach Haus.

    Eichendorff, "Mondnacht"
    :iconmiisha-spoot:
    haha, what did he tell you? lol
    :iconrebeldork:
    Well, if he has a picture of you posted as a deviation on his account, with this username on it as well, I have to guess that picture of Neil + random name I don't know = Neil. Or something like that.

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    Und meine Seele spannte
    Weit ihre Flügel aus,
    Flog durch die stillen Lande,
    Als flöge sie nach Haus.

    Eichendorff, "Mondnacht"

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