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Underground Pulse Chapter 11Underground Pulse Chapter 11 - A Yu-Gi-Oh 5DGX Story</I>
About one week had passed since either Yusei or Judai had seen each other. Yusei was putting the finishing touches on Judai's duel runner with Crow, while Judai continued to practice with his newly acquired riding duel deck.
"Well I think that finishes it." Yusei stated satisfied.
Crow agreed; "Yeah I think so! Finally it's finished!" he said enthusiastic giving Yusei a thumbs up and a wide toothy grin.
"Thank you again Crow. I really do appreciate you helping me with this task. Without your help it would have taken me a great deal longer to complete the repair." Yusei thanked once again.
"Hey it's no problem Yuse!" Crow said giving his nose a quick flick with his thumb smiling at the other.
Yusei nodded giving a slight smile to Crow to show his appreciation once more. "Well I suppose now would be as good a time as any to let Judai know about the good news." he stated more so to himself than the other as he pulled his p
RoyaltyCheap vodka and three sodas got him leaned over so driven he don't need anyone...
Based off of the song "Royalty by Down With Webster"
He does the same thing everyday. He knows what he does isn't right but he's alone in the world. He's trashing himself, his body continues to deteriorate but life is grim, he's frustrated though there comes a point where he doesn't know what else to do. It's become routine.
Shake on a Subway train.
Yet he still lives. He would never give up on his life no matter how worthless, no matter how meaningless.
He walks down the street in his same red jacket he once wore daily while attending a prestigious academy. This jacket is the only thing that links him to his memories. The good memories and the bad memories. He feels hopeless and alone, he knows his friends have moved on. Everyday he walks down that same sidewalk, hands stuffed into pants pockets whether he chooses to fashion black or white tro
Parenting for Sex AddictsThe half-day.
We are not those folks that need an occasion to try. And that’s what they call it, too. Trying. As if the very idea of it is taxing. It’s not taxing and we are not those people.
No. We do not go by some magical calendar. Schedules aren’t really our thing in general. That’d be too organized. Too stuffy. Too… I don’t know… too planned. And we’re not the type of people whom plan.
If we could—plan—our lives would be much different. I think. It’s hard to say because this is how we’ve always been.
Our very togetherness is a result of impulse. I’m almost certain that the amount of time it took us to decide to move in together was significantly shorter than the amount of time it took us to remember each other’s names. We might have had our first conversation moments after that first… what I mean to say is we didn’t plan. Because planning would have been much t
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