So I had a dream the night before last that really affected me. I (as the protagonist) was standing in a really ambient mall and I was standing with Christian Bale (or at least someone who reminded me of him as a mix of Patrick Bateman and Bruce Wayne). He was giving a speech that I don't remember about unity.
Later after the speech I took him aside and I asked him if what we were doing was right. He told me about the people he'd killed to get us to where we were and he couldn't take that back, but the good we were doing was worth the lives of a few.
Or something to that effect.
Anyway, I started writing when I woke up and I am linking you all to what I have so far.
I really want some critiques. You can either join Xomba to give them, or leave them here for me.

Az
Pool FightHomelessPaulMall of the World
Mianna *S*
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saliva always tastes
different depending on who's
mouth it comes from - Lotuskid
Though you hold me still,
I shudder like the thunderstorm Miseria-Cantare
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Take a look at my pictures and my writing.
Also, don't forget to check out:
AzrielJohnson.com
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saliva always tastes
different depending on who's
mouth it comes from - Lotuskid
Though you hold me still,
I shudder like the thunderstorm Miseria-Cantare
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"What is life? It is the flash of a firefly in the night. It is the breath of a buffalo in the wintertime. It is the little shadow which runs across the grass and loses itself in the sunset." Crowfoot, Blackfoot warrior and orator 1830 - 1890
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Take a look at my pictures and my writing.
Also, don't forget to check out:
AzrielJohnson.com
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you big Donut-hole!
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Take a look at my pictures and my writing.
Also, don't forget to check out:
AzrielJohnson.com
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