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Move Up! - Part OneThis journal is for my group ArtSupporters.
I have just check the deviations that were under 100 faves when they have been submitted to our folders. The group is growing, so I have to divide the Move Up journal in two parts.
Here's the first one..
Go and fave all the pieces you like guys
Moved to 10-20 faves:
Moved to 21-30 faves:
Leap by KYghostModular Origami (Cherry Blossom Ball) 3 by MadSoulChildSonia by shimahiHIDE AND SEEK by COLOREDINLOVETrent x Alessandro - Left Behind by Xx-Bondage-Freak-xX:thumb321497857::thumb321533803:Red shirt by dragos495coloured rose by AyshaArtsPosing a bit by Neaffka
Gillian Anderson by ALiaS-BGDream with me by tinca2Chocolate Dipped Strawberry Earrings by yobanda:thumb321374450:
Lazy Summer Sunset by bawboh86Butterfly by shimahiKicia by shimahi
Moved to 31-40 faves:
:thumb321485915:Irish Blue by DebbyshModular Origami (Little Turtle) 1 by MadSoulChildSunset Melody by Akany89
...Comes the kraken by CapitanaReconditaPurple Dream by tinca2The messenger by aurodi
cloudy by oCeeRamTygrzyk by shimahiLanding by xJBIRDx
Moved to 41-50 faves:
[transmissions of a dead girl]i am the
moon: i am
the silver pill
to weigh down
into leaden eyes--
i am the
of the dark.
the stars are
all dead in their
you'll be safe, dear,
as i am the moon,
with all of your
(i am good bye and yet,
you think only of romantic
i am the moon.
i am the crescent
and dead altogether,
i still die.
All Here For A ReasonI turned onto a shady, well-manicured driveway that, for all intents and purposes, looked harmless enough. Maple trees lined both sides of the street, and a parade of Canadian geese marched across the road to a wide duck pond with a flamboyant fountain. There were blooming crepe myrtles and rose-of-sharons, and as I grew closer to my destination, neatly trimmed gardens with neatly trimmed bushes.
I stopped to let the geese pass. They looked at me; one hissed. I honked my horn and moved around them.
At the end of the road sat a collection of grayish buildings and a number of signs directing me to the appropriate parking lot. "Welcome to Ten Creeks Hospital," said one of them. "Please enjoy your stay." I parked in the visitor's lot. Surely I wouldn't be staying.
I was shaking when I got out of my car. I had spent the morning getting high. One foot in front of the other, flip-flop noises, hot sidewalk. Mulberry and magnolia trees, freshly shaved grass. A bench and pan for smokers. A set o
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