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Hetalia x Reader: Cruelty+Hope+Love=Life part 4 by TheMableAffect, literature

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Hetalia x Reader: Cruelty+Hope+Love=Life part 4 by TheMableAffect, literature

Hetalia x Reader: Cruelty+Hope+Love=Life pt3 by TheMableAffect, literature

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Artist // Hobbyist // Literature
  • Feb 10
  • United States
  • Deviant for 11 years
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I'm quiet shy, but once you get to know me I can get pretty talkative.

Favourite Movies
Brother Bear and The Three Caballeros
Favourite TV Shows
Hetalia
Favourite Bands / Musical Artists
Kiss
Favourite Books
Lord of the Flies, Hunchback of Notre Dame, and To Kill a Mockingbird
Favourite Games
Just games in general
Well...I just finished an entry, and I'm quite excited about it. I think I did pretty good >=) Anyways yea, time to watch mah movie =D
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So...I'm just like sitting in the living room writing this here entry.  So yea not much to do oh well :/
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Finally Home

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Trailed off memories invade my mind as I litter the roads that guide our way. The autum leaves kiss the windows o' so gently, as the smell of buttermilk craddles the air. Tears glide gently down matched faces. How could I forget the swing that lifted me towards the sky and the wooden house that stood so high. I was finally home, after what seemed centuries ago. I was the age of 22 and my mother and father stood infront of me in snow tipped heads and wrinkled outfits. The holidays followed behind me as I walked through my childhood corridors. Thanksgiving, Christmas, and New Years danced with days of old. From nursery to dorm, I was finally
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Hey, it's been a while but I'm back!