To people who recolor ..... LEARN TO DRAW!Im here to say that recolors ar suckish dont hate me for stating the truth heres I want people who draw there own charector NOT RECOLOR to Присоединиться me to stop this evacuation of skill,dignity,and horrible recolors.If Ты draw your own charectors then Присоединиться me and make sure recolors dont ruin Фан charectors name it will be tough to stop recolors from growing its up to us to stop here is what Ты can do 1.If Ты know someone who recolors get them to stop and help them draw Фан charectors 2.post Видео on how to draw a Фан charectors. 3.get people in your town или on the internet to start drawing. 4.Tell people about this so they can help stop recolors as well. Ты can make a difference. From the стол письменный, стол of aushedgehog
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After all of the fighting, struggles, sadness and misery; they're all but torn apart...They tried to make everything right and make everyone happy...But it ended so badly...They never thought it would end like this...The dream's all but a faint, non-existant memory...~
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After all of the fighting, struggles, sadness and misery; they're all but torn apart...They tried to make everything right and make everyone happy...But it ended so badly...They never thought it would end like this...The dream's all but a faint, non-existant memory...~
I hope it gives Ты a thought on how it'll be. I'm going to try my best to make it worth your time to read it. Oh and may I ask if the Название sounded good? Once again; any questions, Комментарии или concerns?
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Some new rumors had started, saying she now resides in a dark mansion, living with herself and her creations.
One day, the authorities caught on to this, and tried to capture her to печать her away, not much success. She knew she could outwit the authorities until they got smart.
Then, the men in white lab coats came in, carrying a straight jacket, just her size. She was sealed away for a total of 15 years. But right when they thought she was cured of her mental illness, she murdered the guards she befriended, took the keys, and escaped.
Some new rumors had started, saying she now resides in a dark mansion, living with herself and her creations.
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