ElizabethAmara

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Peace LOTC, time to focus on new things.

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This war is freaking rediculous. The NL involeved with it, shame on you. Your freaking OOC inspired vindeta has taken the enjoyment of roleplay which the whole damn point of this server. It’s not fun, and it’s freaking stupid.

And in the blink of an eye LOTC once again killed another player base. 

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I carved my name on your wall ?

Wooo! ????????

Hi...

I see you...

I'm sorry hubs, I'm alive ❤️

Well Uni is starting Monday, so I'll be poofing for awhile. I might stop by for some cake once in awhile.?

you're an absolute jerk and I hate you...

I'm only here to tell you that I love Eurielle! 

you love me

Husband I jammed my finger pvping you.. ?????

"I was in the winter of my life, and the man I met along the road was my only summer. At night I fell asleep with visions of myself, dancing and laughing and crying with them. I once had dreams of becoming a beautiful poet, but upon an unfortunate series of events saw those dreams dashed and divided like a million stars in the night sky that I wished on over and over again, sparkling and broken. But I didn't really mind because I knew that it takes getting everything you ever wanted, and then losing it to know what true freedom is. When the people I used to know found out what I had been doing, how I'd been living, they asked me why - but there's no use in talking to people who have home. They have no idea what it's like to seek safety in other people - for home to be wherever you lay your head. I was always an unusual girl. I had a chameleon soul, no moral compass pointing due north, no fixed personality; just an inner indecisiveness that was as wide and as wavering as the ocean. And if I said I didn't plan for it to turn out this way I'd be lying. Because I was born to be the other woman. Who belonged to no one, who belonged to everyone. Who had nothing, who wanted everything, with a fire for every experience and an obsession for freedom that terrified me to the point that I couldn't even talk about it, and pushed me to a nomadic point of madness that both dazzled and dizzied me. Every night I used to pray that I’d find my people, and finally I did on the open road. We had nothing to lose, nothing to gain, nothing we desired anymore, except to make our lives into a work of art. Live fast. Die young. Be wild. And have fun. I believe in the person I want to become. I believe in the freedom of the open road. And my motto is the same as ever: "I believe in the kindness of strangers. And when I’m at war with myself I ride, I just ride." Who are you? Are you in touch with all of your darkest fantasies? Have you created a life for yourself where you can experience them? I have. I am ******* crazy. But I am free."  

Ok... I'm sorry ❤️

White boi.... ?

I'm heart broken... ?