This Account has been nothing more then a shamYou see, about 2 years ago a pair of teens named Lysa and Theresa decided they wanted to make an account. Well Lysa lost interest very fast, and I must say the whole 'having a fake account' thing bugged her a lot. She did not write any journals or contribute to the submissions after the few submissions on this account. Why? Because the thought of it just sickened her. She thought it would be left to rot and she could forget about it, but you see Theresa seemed to have other plans, Lysa has seen quite a few comments on Theresa's art from this account and it bothered her, she wanted to say something but she couldn't she was afraid of jeprodizing their friend ship.
Well then Lysa decided to take matters into her own hands, and write this journal, changing the password and for the most part negating its use.
Wanna bitch me out? I don't mind, you can find me at
I feel the need to let Theresa step forward on her own and let you all know who she is.I hope you all have pleasant lives and aren't TOO terribly mad at me.
<3 Lysa
PS: Some of you may know of his new account
I had and have nothing to do with it. I actually advised against it.Actual Note:
Nah I'm starting to think it's wrong for us to have more than 1 account at all =/ I mean stock and Art accounts is one thing but having more than one account is starting to bug my consience... <<;
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*************** said the following:
Damn it. That means that account is probably lost... should we make a new account for him?
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SuperstitiousBadLuck said the following:
I can try but I don't think my email we used still works.
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*************** said the following:
For some reason my computer keeps saying that the password for Bryan's account is wrong. It is farmgirl, but it won't let me use it! I can't use the e-mail that they have on that account to recover it because my school blocks everything. Would you be able to do that for me?
Tired
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Icon by SuperstitiousBadLuck
I believe in the Fallen.
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Bleed for me until you hate me...
[link] Creator of my lovely icon.
I am No-Fear of the Twilight Aura Pack.
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Icon by SuperstitiousBadLuck
I believe in the Fallen.
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Bleed for me until you hate me...
[link] Creator of my lovely icon.
I am No-Fear of the Twilight Aura Pack.
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Bleed for me until you hate me...
[link] Creator of my lovely icon.
I am No-Fear of the Twilight Aura Pack.
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Come and see what I live for....Maybe nothing more then death.
Oh but would you die for me darling?
Can I please rip out your heart?
(NOTE: This is not the usual copy and paste thing I’ve done. I’ve spruced it up a bit, to match my tastes, and although that might be inherently arrogant, I nevertheless had to do it to secure my own meaning of friendship. I trust you’ll all forgive me.)
Today is best friend day.
Send this to all your friends, and me if I am one.
If you get back seven, you are loved. (
1-3 You are no friend at all (deal with it, I’m one of ‘em),
4-6 You're an okay friend (with insecurities),
7-9 You're a good friend (or so you would have us believe),
10-& And up, you're a great friend (who uses your comrades as pawns in a chess tournament).
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Send this rose to everyone you care about (or I’ll slap you).
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