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tuk tuk. Ei, ar girdi? tuk tuk. Tai... tai ji. tuk tuk. Kas ji? tuk... Mažoji tuk... Širdelė
tuk tuk. Ei, ar girdi? tuk tuk. Tai... tai ji. tuk tuk. Kas ji? tuk... Mažoji tuk... Širdelė
A story in which he spends his nights talking to a stranger. #47 in Short Story - 25.07.17 Cover by @guyswithguitars Copyright © 2017 @_illuminating All Rights Reserved
Tai ne tavo kaltė, Lisa. #1 in Short Story (2016 - 04 - 04) © musicbird (LT versija - THECLA BALTRUSHA)
Jis-suris ji-bulka jiedu taip dera kartu, kad viena dieną jiems bus lemta iškepti kartu. o galbūt jų kelyje pasimaišys pomidoras ir dešra???? **le palikau intrigą** sūrio fanficas
''Sveiki, čia Harrison Picerija, kuo galėč-'' ''LOGANAI, LOGANAI! SPĖK KĄ?'' ''Panele, čia ne Loganas, aš Marvas!'' ''... No hablo inglés.'' ! Istorija yra verčiama, visos teisės priklauso @mercurially ! ! Best Rank : #1 in Short Story - 2016/04/30 !
Highest rank #12 in Poetry Second Wind is an eclectic collection of mostly light hearted poems but often has a serious message and takes the occasional side swipe at politicians and those in power.
My name is Emily. Two years ago I lost everything. I thought I could start a new life. I thought Abby was gone. I thought I'd never see Jasper again. I thought I would never have to play another game of hide and seek in my life. Turns out I was wrong. Dead wrong. AGAIN... Series#2 (Grammar and spelling fixed by @Whisp...
IN DEVELOPMENT SONY TELEVISION PICTURES & KOMIXX ENTERTAINMENT (The Kissing Booth) 2014 Watty Award Winner, Selected by @PPZmovie for the Best Female Horror Stories, and Selected by @TheReturned for the Best of Horror! Kidnapped, blindfolded, and thrown in the trunk of a car, Abriana Vega's date with Easto...
Louisa and Kinsley have been best friends since their first day of college. As graduation approached, they were determined to finish their studies in style - by planning a crazy cross-country road trip to California. But when family issues send Louisa back to the UK early, they're forced to put their plans on hold, an...
Mintys, eilėrasčiai, žodžiai, raidės, dainos, sakiniai, beformes eilės, sujauktos mintys... tai jau antras mano tokios kūrybos istorija tiesiog pagalvojau, kad galbūt per daug ten visko ir reikia pradėt iš pradžių.
Šiais laikais žmogui ir numirt ramiai neįmanoma. Dvi dalys- „mano giltinė pasiklydo" ir „nelaimingos sielos; kaip aš pabuvojau pragare", abi šitame albume.