Alice...

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I was born in the Balearic Island of Spain, in a beautiful town known as Deià. The city centre, with its ancient Majorcan houses, sits on the side of a small hill that overlooks the Mediterranean Sea. I lived in a secluded part of the town, in a pine forest directly in front of Luca Alcari, a cove that opened out onto a small cliff, surrounded by natural terraces. I grew up very sheltered, I was never allowed to go into town or go to school so I didnt know any of the other children that might have been. My mother, Anita, taught me everything I know and everything she thought I needed to


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Another morning, another beautiful day the seventeen year old son of Mr. and Mrs. James and Beverly Gavens sighed to himself on the way out to his car. The silver civic sat comfortably in his long drive way in front of the large house. It was one of those new houses that were placed on top of freshly cut trees in northern California; Leo could still smell the strong pine. He had only been living there for about six months now and he has never been happier. It was the highlight of his teenage years, perfect house, trusting and loving parents, in the top of his class and last but not least the one pers
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"The ability to question one's sanity is the true state of being normal. The one's that don't, you had better watch out for."
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Love Your Neighbour
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Our minds may not always remember, but our hearts will never forget.
Terra's Art of Doodling Gallery: [link]
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Yet them nor peer nor prince can buy
Till 'Cherry-ripe' themselves do cry.
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▌▌๐ misery is a butterfly
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It is better to your mouth shut and everyone to think that you are stupid, rather than to open them and reveal any doubt.
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"I reject reality and substitute my own" -- Adam Savage
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Youth burns! O.O ~
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