I copied and pasted this ... (Lolly4me2 Article)

x = Somewhat
xx = Greater
xxx = Huge enormous crippling OMG! fear

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[ ] Achluophobia - Fear of darkness.
[ ] Acrophobia - Fear of heights.
[xxx] Agliophobia - Fear of pain. (Oh hell YUSS.)
[x] Agoraphobia - Fear of open spaces ou crowds. (If I'm with my Mom. No offense.)
[xx] Aichmophobia - Fear of needles ou pointed objects. NOES! Don't leave me, Mommy!


[ ] Amadophobia - Fear of riding in a car.
[x] Androphobia - Fear of men. (If they're old and hairy, yes. If they're like Ranma ou Ryoga ou Duncan ... uh, maybe sometimes?
[xx] Anginophobia - Fear...

Lolz, sorry, Yuri-chan for posting this on your spot.. but I brun foncé, dun wanna spam anywhere else, and the people of MDD need this guide XD

Okay, alot of people have asked me how I make my page on MyDivaDoll, so, here's how:

profil HEADER

-So, first, download Paint.NET on your computer. It's very useful(link) If toi don't have Paint.NET... toi can also use Paint (Windows computers usually have it) but Paint.NET is easier.
-(Paint.NET takes some getting used to, so I'll explain the icones that toi need to use.)
-When toi first open Paint.NET, toi will see a blank canvas square. Select the "Rectangle Select"...

So there the question shows itself yet again. Why. It's just one word, just three small letters, yet it means such a big thing. Why is the earth round? Why is my hair black? Why do I have such a pathetic life?

There's so much of the useless crap going on right now.. such a little word ... and yet, all of the worlds' questions revolves around it.

And then, in everyone's lifetime, they'll be one point when nothing makes sense anymore. When there is no answer to anything. When the only word that can flash up in your head says why so clearly...

That point for me is right now.

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Yes, okay?! There is...

He loved me.

My cœur, coeur swelled as these words slowly made their way up to the most tingly depth of my mind, one par one. He loved me! He really loved me! He was the most beautiful thing in the world, in my eyes, ‘cuz toi know, I have really good eyesight. I don’t know if I really believed it ou not, but something in my head forced me to repeat the words he said, outloud, in my stupid, way-too-raspy voice.
“I l’amour you.” My cœur, coeur lurched as I heard myself say those three words in a voice that wasn’t quite mine. “Really, I do.” My cœur, coeur was swelling with pleasure and a tingly sensation...