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To my dearest Dr Rave,
Woooh 2007! Have a good Valentines Day.
XOXO,
Virtuous Patience
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To my dearest Dr Rave,
cat_ninja cat_smilies/icon_ninja.gif Heart-shaped chocolates drop into your hand from above, and you catch a fleeting glimpse of a black tail disappearing across the rooftops. "Happy Valentines Day," reaches you as barely a whisper on the wind. cat_ninja
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To my dearest Victorian Innocence,
You changed my world with a blink of an eye
That is something that I cannot deny
You put my soul from worst to best
That is why I treasure you my dearest Marites
You just don't know what you have done for me
You even pushed me to the best that I can be
You really are an angel sent from above
To take care of me and shower with love.
-Akai
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To my dearest Victorian Innocence,
My arms want to wait for you
In the closet
So they could slip up under the covers when the house was dark biggrin
-Akai
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To my dearest Victorian Innocence,
drop the sash you naughty girl,
Let me take a peek,
I"ll lick your body till you faint,
then I'll take my treat.
Your heart is mine, and mine will never be yours
but i'll enjoy it this year,
with some friends of yours.
~NekoPanda~
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To my dearest Victorian Innocence,
&3&3&3
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From: An anonymous benefactor
Message: The room is dark and there is only a dim light above you. Even then, the light is near death and barely reveals anything about where you are. Shadows play on the stonewalls especially in the corners where the darkness is deepest. It is cold and for a moment you are disoriented in the darkness. Where are you? The question whispers across your mind. Memories&Yes. You begin to remember what happened. Walking home late at night. An indescribable figure in black and then the fight. You tried fighting, but the figure was armed. You reach up a hand to your temple and pull back when a sharp pain causes you to flinch. Your entire body aches as you stand up with the support of a small wooden table beside you. On top of it is a red cut out heart with the words, &Be Mine?& on it. Frowning, you pick it up, but find nothing more to it.
Looking around you once more, you feel a chill as your surroundings are completely hidden by the dark. Using a nearby wall as a guide, you walk slowly with one of your arms stretched outward groping for anything in this pitch-black world. The sound of your footsteps on the concrete is muted by the stonewalls around you. Once again, you wonder where you are. You mutter a curse as the hand you hold out in front of you hits a wall and you wait a few seconds as the pain begins to subside. More cautiously, you extend your hand and realized that you have reached a door. You find the handle and your breath catches when the handle refuses to move. It&s locked from the outside.
Panic begins to set in and you feel the shadows closing in on you. You feel something touch your shoulder and you whirl around suddenly breathing hard. No one is there... It was your imagination. Trying to regain control of your nerves, you move closer to the light. That dim light now giving comfort to you as you steady your breathing. A crackle of a speaker comes to life and you hear laughter ringing through it. A voice of neither gender begins to speak, &Sorry for the bump in the head. You were struggling so much! I watched you most of the day, but I didn&t think you&d have that much spunk! Oh well. In the end, you&re mine to play with. Happy Valentine&s Day!& The speaker cuts off abruptly leaving you with the echoes of the voice in your mind. Shock settles over you and turns to pure fear as the dim light above you finally dies&
----- Phantom Anon
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From: An anonymous benefactor
Message: Down in the meadow where dreams are free,
I waited for my true love to return for me.
He never returned and my heart broke in two,
Don't let this happen to you,
He told me, 'The pirate's life is the only one for me,
Come with me and I'll show you, you'll see!'
When he came back he was hung in the gallow,
I grieve not for him as my breathing grows shallow.
Heed my warning of love and you'll see,
That you shan't become like me.
~Single White rose widow.
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To my dearest Victorian Innocence,
You always wonder where those stray hairs in your food come from. They certainly aren't yours. No one in your house has hair like that. Just call me out already. I'll take the blame. I admit, it was me.
But just to have a little of myself in you, just to belong to you, little by little, is what I truly yearn for.
Take me in, eat me up, Valentine. In time, you'll understand, and I'll wait for you to love me.
Love me, Valentine, eat me all up...
Love, L.L.
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As you ride the train home after work, your current book giving you an exciting escape to the mundane hearts and candy of this current holiday, you are jerked out of the story by the sudden stop of the train. As you glance up to gather your things, you notice a fair young man, his arms crossed as he leans against the train door, his black eyes gazing at you intently. With a slight blush, you collect your belongings and stand, walking off the train and into the commuting crowd. As you bump into a small child holding hands with his mother, you feel a cold hand wrap around your wrist and turn you about. No te me escapes, bella. He favors you with a sad smile, while his eyes continue to stare you up and down, the desire clear in that pitch darkness.
Without warning his lips find their way to your throat, and you know he can feel your racing pulse through your smooth skin. While his cold hand remains wrapped around your wrist, the other travels to the small of your back, pushing you gently into his firm body as you feel his lips and tongue flutter over your flushed collarbone. Me quieres? As his face travels dangerously lower and lower, closer to the edge of your shirt, you feel a quick stab on your wrist and you barely catch a glimpse of your blood dripping off his dagger before he slides it into his pocket. Me quieres? He plants a last, hungry kiss on your lips before he grazes his lips against your dripping wound. He turns your hand over and places a small package into it, before turning and disappearing into the crowd. Once he leaves, you notice a note on the small package that reads simply,
~El Enamorado
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To my dearest Victorian Innocence,
Why hello there sexy.
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To my dearest Victorian Innocence,
I'm cookin whatever you want baby.
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To my dearest Victorian Innocence,
Philly Cheesesteak it is then! Now, what are you going to cook for me? smilies/icon_wink.gif
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To my dearest Victorian Innocence,
How about a little bowl of spaghetti with a lot of sexy time?
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To my dearest Victorian Innocence,
"It's important your date gets along with your friends, so play it safe by only dating your friends' current partners."
-Love Hotline Anon
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To my dearest Victorian Innocence,
Well then, your Philly Cheesesteak is done!
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To my dearest Victorian Innocence,
As long as you still give me my bowl of spaghetti and sexy time. ;D
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To my dearest Victorian Innocence,
Here is your Philly Cheesesteak beautiful! *holds out a plate*
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To my dearest Victorian Innocence,
Spaghetti and lingerie, I do believe you are catching my heart.
And you call yourself "innocence". My lovely, you are far from innocent.
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To my dearest Victorian Innocence,
Your a peach Valentine.
I'm plum crazy about you
&3 your fruity lover
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To my dearest Victorian Innocence,
I'm sure I have a faint idea. smilies/icon_wink.gif
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To my dearest Victorian Innocence,
Innocence is a summer breeze
It slips through your fingers with frightening ease
And then you're like me, a rhyming sleaze
With band-aids upon both of my knees
Be mine, pretty please?
-The Bad Poet
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To my dearest Victorian Innocence,
Luv that sig.
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From: An anonymous benefactor
Message: Hope you dont't have this already.
Happy V-Day !
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To my dearest Victorian Innocence,
I love your nostrils. They are perfect. Just like you. &3
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To my dearest Victorian Innocence,
I'm am the widow in the dark,
I bite and never miss my mark.
But for you right now, a warning I'll give heed,
Just one bite is all you'll need.
~Black Widow
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To my dearest Victorian Innocence,
Remember before when I was talking about smelly garbage standing around and being useless? That was a metaphor. I was talking about you. And I'm sorry. You didn't react at the time, so i was worried it sailed right over your head. Which would have made this apology seem insane. That's why I had to call you garbage a second time just now.
Sincerely, GLaDOS
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To my dearest Victorian Innocence,
Vicarious
Isotopes
Cause
Testicular
Ovaries
Rough
Injuries.
Another
Naughty
Intrigue
Notes
Noxious
Occupations
Create
Ecstatic
n****e
Clamps
Excellently
- Eh-Cross-Stick Anon
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"This isn't sitting." The girl teased, smiling.
"That depends on the game." She replied, staring up at you. "Are we gonna play doctor? Strip poker?" During her questions her head had been getting closer to yours. Right after the last question she was nibbling on your ear.
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To my dearest Victorian Innocence,
I drop down behind you from a tree almost silently. You turn and instantly realize, it's not Batman. Definitely not Superman. I shove you back against a tree in the middle of the park, grinning ear to ear. I tear away the fragile wrappings as my blade presses against your chest tenderly, stroking against your soft skin as I whisper, "I'm not a super hero, but I'll certainly keep you company"... My hand wraps around your throat, holding you there for a response.
Brutally,
--An anonymous Master
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To my dearest Victorian Innocence,
Oh hello! ... I want to see that ribbon fall my child...do fox love bears? This I must find out...shall we experiment?
~ʕ •ᴥ•ʔ
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To my dearest Victorian Innocence,
Read about Superman baby, I'm faster than a speeding bullet.
Until I shouldn't be. Then I'm not. wink
-Superman
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To my dearest Victorian Innocence,
“Birds do it, bees do it, even educated fleas do it. Let’s do it, let’s fall in love.”
~Choco Cheesecake
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To my dearest Victorian Innocence,
CAVE JOHNSON HERE!
If you are hearing my voice, then that means you have just recieved your automated Aperture Science company Valentine card! It may be written, but you're reading it in your head with my voice.
As a company employee, we congratulate you on surviving another year working for us. If you are receiving this card and you don't remember working for us, that means we wiped your memory. So just ignore this card!
If you are a relative of a recently passed employee that has received this card, our condolences. However, Aperture Science is not responsible for injuries or loss of life during testing.
Cave Johnson, out!
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To my dearest Victorian Innocence,
I have a little key on my neck
None of those other anon's can compete
Because I ain't playin' with a full deck
Because backin' me up is the whole jedi fleet
You don't need to flee,
I'll give you my key
Skin to Skin we be
I know you'll like me
Don't worry cuz I ain't a guy
So I don't think with a p***s
I can give you things money can't buy
I know what you like.. We're both from Venus!
-Rai Meranon
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To my dearest Victorian Innocence,
A parody to share
With one so fair..
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To my dearest Victorian Innocence,
How I wish to see your lovely smiling face,
But sadly all I'm seeing is you and Cupid shooting me in the face.
Here are some roses and chocolates,
Just don't hurt me when you receive them . . .
Wishing you a Happy Valentine's Day~!!
~From The Misty Dreamer anon
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To my dearest Victorian Innocence,
You hear the door close behind you, and a man settles his arms around you in the dark. "Victorian Innocence, you say? You tempt a man, wrapped up like a sweet little gift." He grabs the scarf and unwinds it from your body, leaving you bare to passionate gaze. "I must say, I like you better like this."
He kisses you violently, caresses you gently, makes your mind numb and your body writhe. He stays with you until you fall asleep, and is gone when you wake.
There is a ribbon tied around your neck. A single word is embroidered on it in gold thread...
-Hush
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To my dearest Victorian Innocence,
I know your name must not be true...
Now really, not when I've seen so much of you.
Nice hair, sweet lips, so charming you are.
Oh, how could your innocence go very far.
Come on little girl, let's see what you got.
Each little movement doesn't need too much thought.
Now it's just you and me, don't worry at all.
Carefree and together, I'll catch if you fall.
Ever and for, my dreams are yours.
-Sleepless Dreamer
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To my dearest Victorian Innocence,
Comics don't reveal everything my lovely, there is so much more to me. ;D
-Superman
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To my dearest Victorian Innocence,
Oh innocent one, how you are so careless!
Bearing your pristine skin so brazen, fearless.
Will not the winters chill like fingers creep,
till forever frozen in my arms you sleep?
-The Frost
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To my dearest Victorian Innocence,
...Would you go to bed with me darling? I'm sure Batman wouldn't mind joining us.
-Superman
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To my dearest Victorian Innocence,
If this bar is a meat market, you must be the prime rib.
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To my dearest Victorian Innocence,
Yay then I love foxes!!!
Hapy Valentines....Have some candy...
~ʕ •ᴥ•ʔ
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To my dearest Victorian Innocence,
Valentine, you are fine. I dream about your boobs. And don't even get me started about how much I worship your feet.
I'm not busy this Valentine's Day, but I'm open to getting busy with you. Or we could make a plan to throw an orgy party.
Wink,
Cupid's Cousin.
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To my dearest Victorian Innocence,
I saw your lovely belly ring in the thread and I am deeply pleased. What would you like for Valentine's Day, love? I may buy you some presents, depending on what you would like.
-Batman
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To my dearest Victorian Innocence,
With that shirt of yours, I will do anything you ask~
-Superman
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To my dearest Victorian Innocence,
Oh I'm a terrible hero, keeping you waiting for so long!
-Superman
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To my dearest Victorian Innocence,
I could do that, but the mystery is just oh so tempting to keep around~
-Superman
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To my dearest Victorian Innocence,
DANCE FOR ME
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To my dearest Victorian Innocence,
You're so hot, you must be the cause for global warming!!
The Pick-Up Artist
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To my dearest Victorian Innocence,
*gasp* *hugs* no one has ever called this bear kind...at least not while sober or not under influence of drugs...
~ʕ •ᴥ•ʔ
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To my dearest Victorian Innocence,
That was before you asked me to remove my mask~
-Superman
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To my dearest Victorian Innocence,
But what if there is a picture of me floating around here?
I can admit that I'm female though. XD;
-Superman
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To my dearest Victorian Innocence,
You say that now, but you may not be too lazy on Valentine's~
-Superman
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To my dearest Victorian Innocence,
Are you lost? Because heaven's a long way from here.
XOXO,
Saraku
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To my dearest Victorian Innocence,
Oh goodness, I fear a missed your last reply when I fell aslee- ...when I had to fly off and save some people. *coughs*
-Superman
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To my dearest Victorian Innocence,
Aah, I did miss your last reply. Sheesh you've got yourself a busy schedule there! I didn't mean for you to stay up waiting for me, you should gone gone to bed, sleep is good. (Saving people is of course, much more important...)
You posted Joey and Chandler. I fear I can deny you no further, *rips off mask*
How you doin'? ;D
-Superman
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From: An anonymous benefactor
Message: To my dearest Victorian Innocence,
-Sleepless Dreamer
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To my dearest Victorian Innocence,
i want to be close to you. so close that when i use the bathroom after you, i can still feel your warmth on the toilet seat.
~ unwanted house guest ~
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From: An anonymous benefactor
Message: To my dearest Victorian Innocence,
-Sleepless Dreamer
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To my dearest Victorian Innocence,
Haha, most of my anons stopped, I think the longest one was impregnating a woman (and it wasn't Lois! For shame!) and ***** Bear. I only saved my favorite ones, but I got a bit from That One Creepy Stalker, a pretty one from The Frost, The CrazyCupid, Green Chinchilla, Eh-Cross-Stick Anon, Cake and Creepers, aaand I got one from Aquaman who promptly disappeared.
I have one other pen name and I didn't sign my others~
-Superman
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From: An anonymous benefactor
Message: To my dearest Victorian Innocence,
-Sleepless Dreamer
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To my dearest Victorian Innocence,
He didn't know I was Superman, just peeking in to ask why everyone left when he showed up. I feel so bad for the poor guy, people think he's gay apparently.
I don't think I got any from you. *tear*
-Superman
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To my dearest Victorian Innocence,
Don't I feel special, going out of your way to make something for me. &3
-Superman
P.S. I'm a fan of Aquaman as well. I'm always pleased when someone makes him awesome: http://doubleleaf.deviantart.com/art/A-for-Aquaman-277842347?q=boost%3Apopular%20aquaman&qo=0
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To my dearest Victorian Innocence,
I'm quite behind actually, so busy...saving the world and all. &_& Not enough time for comics at all.
-Superman
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To my dearest Victorian Innocence,
I'm not even caught up in my own comics! It's quite sad really.
-Superman
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To my sweetest Victorian Innocence,
I don't trust or love anyone. Because people are so creepy. Creepy creepy creeps. Creeping around. Creeping here and creeping there. Creeping everywhere. Crippity crappity creepies.
love the creepiest of them all
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To my dearest Victorian Innocence,
I don't even own any of the comics. .___. I'm sure if I showed up in a comic store like this they would all believe I was a crazed fanatic and kick me out. ):
-Superman
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To my dearest Victorian Innocence,
Collections are precious and should be well maintained. Cards go in plastic, stamp collections in albums. What I collect goes into jars, carefully labelled and preserved. I am so very proud of my collection. Perhaps you wish to see it sometime? My house is always open, and yours can be too.
Houses, unlike collection, are not well maintained. There are many points of entry. The safety of your bedroom is easily compromised.
I would love to see you see mine, through eyes so blue. So blue and moist. They say black, grey and violet are the rarities, but I have such a fetish for blue eyes. They would look so lovely on my shelf.
The Collector
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To my dearest Victorian Innocence,
Yes, but have you walked in dressed as Wonder Woman claiming you were her? ...No wait, I'm sure that would work for a female. Well, they might be intimidated by my muscles!
-Superman
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To my dearest Victorian Innocence,
When you looked upon this letter only to find it had been opened
yet when you reached for it, it was actually still sealed but
when you stopped it was ripped... could this be the famed cursed letter or could it be a trick of the eyes but in that moment a man came from behind and began to nibble upon her neck while whispering "How much we wish to kill you is of no words to describe." and he was gone.
~The Ghetto Ninja.~
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To my dearest Victorian Innocence,
Silently I stare at you
You don't know I'm around
I know where you've been
I know where you are bound
As I watch, I think myself clever
I watch you as you sleep
And I know that you are mine to keep
Forever
~ The Night Watcher
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To my dearest Victorian Innocence,
I'm sure a lady as lovely as yourself would.
-Superman
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To my dearest Victorian Innocence,
Your donation to my collection has not gone unnoticed. I ask you to keep an eye out for a reward in the near future.
Did you like my little joke? Hmm, perhaps not. I do love your eyes. How I wish you could see them, floating gently in their little cage. So charming and graceful.
And yet, there is something about you that still attracts me to you. Your sockets, so round, so deliciously bloody.
Would you consider me too forward if I asked to lick your eye sockets? It will only tickle a second.
Mmmmm.
The Collector
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To my dearest Victorian Innocence,
Kissing Is A Habit
******** Is A Game
Guys Get All The Pleasure
Girls Get All The Pain
~Luna Mist
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From: An anonymous benefactor
Message: -nervous- Cupid is associated with Valentine's Day because he was the son of Venus, the Roman god of love and beauty.
-Kyra the Rose
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To my dearest Victorian Innocence,
Oh I love your outfit, since it's barely there smilies/icon_wink.gif
-Veg
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To my dearest Victorian Innocence,
And I only speak the truth~
-Superman
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To my dearest Victorian Innocence,
In and out~
That's what love is all about.
-Sleepless Dreamer
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To my dearest Victorian Innocence,
There is a place for us
that no one else can enter.
It is a place that holds no secrets,
only beauty, peace, understanding.
A place that we come to,
thinking we are one,
only to have our souls
fused together for a moment.
And in that moment, I know you;
every pore, every pulse,
every thought, every fear.
And I love you more.
I feel myself laid bare before you,
and I feel content . . .
joyous that you are with me,
loving me in my nakedness.
~Delightful Playmate~
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To my dearest Victorian Innocence,
I woke up this morning beside you, and blushed at the thought of you. You are not only beautiful, but very naked indeed.
Every time I think of you, my hands become sweaty and my heart begins to race.
I can't wait until tonight. I have a special surprise for you. I hope you will like it.
I will be wearing the lingerie you gave me last Valentine’s Day. I know how much you love to do naughty things to me in it.
Hugs and Kisses,
~A Blushing Lover
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To my dearest Victorian Innocence,
Challenge accepted.
But only if I can get some animal style... smilies/icon_wink.gif
-Sleepless Dreamer
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To my dearest Victorian Innocence,
It pleases me greatly to see myself in your journal so often~
-Superman
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To my dearest Victorian Innocence,
I wanna be the very best!
Like no one ever was!
To catch them is my real test!
To train them is my cause!
~Pokemon MASTER
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To my dearest Victorian Innocence,
Aww darling, why couldn't you lie to me? I suddenly feel less special.
-Superman
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To my dearest Victorian Innocence,
You teach me and I'll teach you~
Pokemon, gotta catch 'em all!
Oh bby, I think I'm in love. Serenade me with another Pokemon song~
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To my dearest Victorian Innocence,
I understand, it's just a minor blow to my ego is all. *sniffle*
-Superman
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To my dearest Victorian Innocence,
if you are to fall,
fall for me?
I promise to catch you,
quick and without fail.
I'll hold you.
--Birdie
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To my dearest Victorian Innocence,
Aaah my love, I shall.
In the meantime,
Prepare for trouble!
Make it double!
Prepare for trouble!
Make it double!
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To my dearest Victorian Innocence,
You're telling the truth right? Because if I find out you're madly in love with Batman instead I'll be heartbroken. &/3
-Superman
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To my dearest Victorian Innocence,
I refuse to surrender my love, but I also do not wish to fight you!
Team Rocket's rockin'~
Talkin' trouble, walkin' trouble~
Double trouble big trouble~
And the troubles gonna follow you~
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To my dearest Victorian Innocence,
How I wish I could bend you over my little flower of beauty... But alas I'm illequiped... Maybe you could bend me over instead?
~ Lusty Night Dreamer ~
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To my dearest Victorian Innocence,
Well then my love, he has no idea what he's missing out on. smilies/icon_wink.gif
-Superman
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To my dearest Victorian Innocence,
Oh bby I am, and so far, I'm quite successful.
Digital Monsters!
Digimon are the champions!
Digimon!
Digital Monsters!
Digimon are the champions!
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To my dearest Victorian Innocence,
Yes... Alas I am a woman... But that does not inhibit me from having a strong primal desire for you... I hope my humble yet supple breasts are enough to please you... If not maybe my lushous lips will be enough...
~ Lusty Night Dreamer~
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To my dearest Victorian Innocence,
Shhhh, you can't tell anyone who I am my love~ http://www.conscioustimesonline.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/11/clark_kent.jpg
-Superman
(Aaaah, I'm so evil. XD)
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To my dearest Victorian Innocence,
WHAAAAAAAAAAAT?! But...but everyone loves the Digimon theme whether they liked Digimon or not! D:
I do know I can probably stump you though:
I want to be the best
There ever was
To beat all the rest
Yeah, that's my cause
Electrode, Diglett, Nidoran, Mankey
Venusaur, Rattata, Fearow, Pidgey
Seaking, Jolteon, Dragonite, Gastly
Ponyta, Vaporeon, Poliwrath, Butterfreeeeee!
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To my dearest Victorian Innocence,
You make my heart sing! I can only dream of my golden strands of hair falling away from my face, dancing on your skin as I shower you with kisses...
~ Lusty Night Dreamer~
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To my dearest Victorian Innocence,
What you say, what I hear, it all gets so jumbled when I'm saving the world!
-Superman
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To my dearest Victorian Innocence,
I can do...certain parts of it.
Hmmmm, how about...
We're on the road to Viridian City!
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To my dearest Victorian Innocence,
Oh how my heart cries tears of sorrow for I never meant to be cruel or unkind... Now I realize I truly am undeserving of you... My sincere apologies
~ Lusty Night Dreamer ~
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To my dearest Victorian Innocence,
I'm not being mean, I'mbeinglazy, I'm protecting the world!
-Superman
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To my dearest Victorian Innocence,
Damn, can't say I didn't try, I did get you to sing twice though.
Mission: Accomplished!
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To my dearest Victorian Innocence,
A figure in the dark of night...
Colourless eyes burn brightly in the darkness...
Eyes that see all, that are witness to your soul, turn on you...
You find yourself frozen in place, unable to look away...
The stars shine brightly above your head...
You blink, and everything disappears, and a voice echoes in your ears...
“I release you from your bonds, spirit...
May you find your other half someday.”
- Soul’s Mate
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To my dearest Victorian Innocence,
By "lift your spirits" do you mean in a sexy sort of way, or a happy sort of way? I will take it as the former.
As you come back to your computer after putting your daughter to bed, you see a notepad document open over top of your browser. Confused, you read the note, telling you that I am waiting for you in the closet. Cautiously and a little freaked out, you look to your right at the closet, the door open slightly. You go over to it, open it quickly, and a note flutters out. You read it, and it says to turn around and follow the crumb trail.
~The Difficult Anon
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To my dearest Victorian Innocence,
Ooooh! I lovelovelove your freckles! ...Although the contacts scare me just a wee bit.
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From: An anonymous benefactor
Message: Ah my dear, I love your laugh. Thank you for the lovely eyes, and an even lovelier lick. The pain should subside with time, and I do believe that eyes may grow back as well.
I never did graduate from medical school.
You may grab any part of my body that you wish, it's yours to enjoy (as I'm sure I will enjoy it too). Mayhaps that ribbon of yours would fall off in the process? I apologize if I have smeared some blood on your neck and other...areas. I will make sure to clean it thoroughly with my tongue.
As well, please accept my token of appreciation. It pales in comparison to the sparkle in your eyes, but it is a reminder of my still-beating love for you and your eye sockets.
The Collector
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To my dearest Victorian Innocence,
Good, freckles are beautiful because they're natural. &3
Oooh, pretty color! But aren't they less safe the larger they are?
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To my dearest Victorian Innocence,
Ah, these drapes hiding your fair physique... If I could, I would surely remove them with my teeth.
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To my dearest Victorian Innocence,
Your love has me trapped.
I cannot move, I cannot breathe.
But I don’t want to be let go
Please don’t ever set me free.
I am your jailor
You are my slave.
You are mine forever
Until I go to the grave.
The Disturbed Misfit
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To my dearest Victorian Innocence,
Loose the drapes and get on my horse,
We'll ride into the sunset on a beautiful beach!
//shotdead.
Wat.
-I Am Definitely Not On Fire.
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To my dearest Victorian Innocence,
That is pretty good ^_^
Anyways, back to the story...
You come back to the closet, where the crumbs lead inside and up to another note. This note tells you to go to your living room, sit on your couch, and look to the left. There you will find the next clue to find me.
~The Difficult Anon
P.S. the Captcha says "don't dawdle"
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To my dearest Victorian Innocence,
I notice that you have a love.
Well, he can play along, my dove.
Parties of two are quite the bore,
It's threesomes that I do adore.
More hearts, more hands, more skin, more blood
Our pleasure/pain a deadly flood.
-The Heartbreaker
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To my dearest Victorian Innocence,
Such sweet innocence steals my breath away!
For such loveliness to exist just within reach, surely this is a crime just to be near!
Had I the courage to ask, I would beg you to stay.
For your love, I would protect you from all and you'd never have a fear.
One such as you is surely of the divine.
My angel, my goddess, be mine.
The Dark Messenger
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To my dearest Victorian Innocence,
The note then blows into the air as you grab it, then read it. The writing on the note says to go to your bedroom, where I will be waiting for you. You then head there, and see the room has been liberally coated with rose petals, and scented candles on your dresser and nightstand lit, the lights down low.
~The Difficult Anon
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To my dearest Victorian Innocence,
In the darkness of this world
we lurk
awaiting you to pass
and when that occurs
we shall appear and molest you,
steal your clothes
and leave no
trace of
our existence.
~The Ghetto Ninja's~
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To my dearest Victorian Innocence,
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To my dearest Victorian Innocence,
I fear I may not be able to send any more messages as the Collector, for you have ultimately collected my heart. If I do return, remember that it is you I truly love, for around your neck you wear my devotion.
I also love what you've done with your avatar. Be still my fluttering eyes.
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To my dearest Victorian Innocence,
As you proceed to melt and freak out, the door gets shut behind you, and a man is standing there beside you. He gives a grin, then wraps you in a hug, leading you to your bed, where he proceeds to gently lay you down.
~The No Longer Difficult Anon
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To my dearest Victorian Innocence,
The age old question. what is love?
Isn't it the greatest gift from the holy one above.
Is it pure and white like a newborn dove?
Does it cuddle you up like a hand in a glove?
This world is painful, yes indeed;
Someone, anyone, hear my creed!
My heart breaks at the horrible pain;
I ask myself what's there to gain?
But then I will ask: why? why? why?
Then I remember the world lives a lie.
You were so distant
Now we're as one
Thanks to some duct tape
And a glue gun.
The Mischevious Mispelling Bandit
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To my dearest Victorian Innocence,
I am glad to be the first person to romance you.
I gently caress you, then give you a kiss on the cheek. After that, I slowly get onto the bed with you, kneeling over your waist and look into your eyes, moving the cloth around you so that it is no longer covering your breasts, which i begin caressing as i kiss you on the lips
~The Once Difficult Anon
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To my dearest Victorian Innocence,
Since you asked for more as nicely as you did, more is what you shall receive ^_^
I continue to caress your breasts, breaking the kiss simply to kiss down from your cheek down your neck, as i move my hands from their location on your chest and instead move them slowly and sensually lower, down your sides, one of them sliding to your rear and the other to your front as my lips softly glide across your skin to your breasts
~Your Now Personal Anon Who Was Once DIfficult
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To my dearest Victorian Innocence,
You are too damn adorable!
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To my dearest Victorian Innocence,
You don't know me.
You might think you do, and you might guess, but you don't.
But I know you.
I watch you when you’re in public…and when you’re not.
Sometimes I wait outside your window and I watch you.
I know that cute thing you do when you're asleep.
I know that other thing you do when you're not asleep, too, but… cute isn't the word.
I watch you all the time, and yet…
You've never known me.
But I know you.
I know your favorite food, the scent of your shampoo, the feel of your sheets between my fingers.
You don't know me.
Yet.
But I know you so very, very well.
You don't know me.
But you will.
Happy Valentine's Day, my sweet.
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To my dearest Victorian Innocence,
"I love you, not only for what you are, But for what I am when I am with you."
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To my dearest Victorian Innocence,
Your eyes are missing,
But your soul still shines through.
I love that you're smiling
So I don't have to carve one for you!
XOXO
Harley Quinn
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To my dearest Victorian Innocence,
You're just so cute, I don't know what to do.
Can I be a part of your love, too?
-Sleepless Dreamer
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To my dearest Victorian Innocence,
You're my 50th!
~Abc
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To my dearest Victorian Innocence,
I love how soft you touch my skin
like you're touching the wings of a butterfly
I wish we could just lock ourselves away in a room
where there was no such thing as time
I've never let anyone get this close
I've always been afraid
but you break down every wall and yet i feel so safe~
-The Winged Wolf-
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To my dearest Victorian Innocence,
I think I'm sort of actually in love with you.
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To my dearest Victorian Innocence,
Inhale deep the sweet scent of this note.
Let yourself relax, thinking of nothing but taking in my words, taking in the scene they describe.
It's Valentine's Day and you're all alone.
Laying in bed, wishing for someone.
My naked body, dark elven skin and long red hair, crawls over your needy form.
Pulling your clothes off.
Kissing you and writhing atop you.
As wires slide out of my fingers.
Going into your ears.
Connecting to your brain
Programming you.
Changing you into a thoughtless husk, only capable of obedience and pleasure.
Valentine's Day.
The day of your enslavement.
XOXO,
Fembot Unit HYPN0-DR0W
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To my dearest Victorian Innocence,
Why I am sort of kind of in love with you?
I don't know. It just happened. I don't know what to do with myself.
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To my dearest Victorian Innocence,
You make me want to fart!
&3, the sex machine
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To my dearest Victorian Innocence,
You don't compare to my one true love, Nanzzy-chan
I'm very sorry.
You seem sweet
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To my dearest Victorian Innocence,
If you were a Pickle I would suck your juices dry.
-The sex machine
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To my dearest Victorian Innocence,
You are ugly
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To my dearest Victorian Innocence,
I found you in my digital travels
And as the web unravels
I'll give you a trip to adore
Just mind the gore.
-Neuromancer-
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From: An anonymous benefactor
Message: Kairi what a lovely name,
And you're legal too,
Beautiful and without shame,
I may just fall for you,
Do you dream my pretty one,
Of my lips upon your skin?
Do you wish to hide from the sun,
And sink with me in sin,
My hands upon your supple flesh,
Breathing coming fast,
Together we can only guess,
How long your resolve shall last,
You can deny me all you want,
Or try to push me away,
But in your mind my voice shall haunt,
And over your body hold sway,
You'd call my name if you knew it,
Screaming out into the dark,
And I'll only let you quit,
After leaving my mark,
When the dawn rises and the moon flees,
You'll try to find me then,
But nothingness is all you'll see,
And you'll wish for me again...
-X-
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To my dearest Victorian Innocence,
"If you say so," She replied, continuing to nibble on your ear. "I guess we'll just play...." Her hands began to move south, and stopped when they reached your pants. A moment later she was no longer nibbling on your ear and nor were her hands touching your pants, in fact she wasn't even on you - she was running, on all fours, into the arena.
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To my dearest Victorian Innocence,
Your body
Dead and cold
Lies on the floor of my basement
I watch the blood circle around you
I watch it sink into the concrete
And oh, how pretty it looks
And I have to admit:
Red really suits you
-Hitsu
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To my dearest Victorian Innocence,
When your hand brushed mine
I couldn't stop my blushing
When you smiled at me
I couldn't stop my panicking
When you began talking to me
I couldn't stop thinking you cared
The Loveless Lover
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To my dearest Victorian Innocence,
Love
I know how things go in real life
But does the rules of this boring s**t hole
Really stand true in all poems, stories and fantasies?
If that is how things go,
If I can't have things the way I want
Even when it comes to the s**t I write
I'm terribly sorry I have offended
The rules and laws of fictiob.
-Hitsu
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To my dearest Victorian Innocence,
No matter what you say
Fiction is still fiction
And in the end I have to say
I take deep offense from your actions
Just because I ignored the laws of real life
You go and asume that I do not know
Anything about this world
-Hitsu
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To my dearest Victorian Innocence,
The Ninjas they came
in the thousands
they did
and what did they do
they took all her clothes
even her spare ones
and left her a box
of Tic Tac's.
~The Ghetto Ninja.~
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To my dearest Victorian Innocence,
"Who said I was going to play fair?" She replied, a sly smile was on her face.
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To my dearest Victorian Innocence,
You are incredibly resilient and lovely.
I admire your strength, and I wish you and your family the best of everything.
I don't know how soon it will arrive (the universe tends to parcel out these things oddly) but I have sent in my good wishes application to the forces that be. Let's hope they move faster this time and send you good luck.
In the mean-time, here is a hug from a stranger to tide you over.
*hugs*
Times are tough, but you are tougher.
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Mr. Astley
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The woman with the red hair sat on a nearby bench.
&Actually, I have partly ignored my duties of anon-ing in events.& said the woman. &The number of people I gift to rarely exceed ten recently.& She took another box, this one being wrapped in a green ribbon, and then she stood tapping her foot on the floor. &The main reason is that I do not have enough time to extend my duties to several more people, very much unlike the other anons with time on their side.&
&Furthermore, I do not have enough roaming places other than this one, Miss Victorian.& she added, standing up. &Unless, of course, you count other places where one can not contact another person in a very proficient manner. Wikipedia is one such place, offering information but not the ability of interaction.&
Walking slowly towards you, she placed the silver-colored box on your hands. &I am flattered by your words, Miss Victorian. However, searching my name is an easy task, one that does not bother me at all.&
With the small box on your hands, she started to, without turning, walk away, still doing it in quite a slow manner, allowing some time to finish her part. &I think that, considering the limited time I have on my hands, this way of interacting would be sufficient. I would not want to step to another level and then be unable to maintain my state. I apologize, but I honestly prefer it as it is.& she continued. &Do not worry, though. I do try my best to entertain every message that concerns me, as long as I can find it, and think of a way to communicate.&
- Nel Zelpher
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~A Merry St.Valentine's~
Your eyes watch me as I write this, trembling fingers, splotchy ink. The other pair I have secreted to my boudoir for safe-keeping. I am happy, my love, and this is why the page is so messily spotted with my anxiety. This note cannot contain my pride.
This is not the reason of my note - my note to you today is simply to continue to profess my love for you, my eyeless goddess. To wish you a merry day, on this day of love. I only wish I could spend it with you. To stare once more into your fresh new eyes, instead of through a cracked blind. To kiss your lips so red, preferable to or lips pressed against the cold glass of a preservative jar.
To once again feel the tickle of a fluttering eyelid, the moist pressure beneath my thumb. The soft pop as you release yourself to me. The coppery taste of your life on my tongue. Your hand entwined with mine, cupped around those gorgeous blue globes. Forever and ever again, I visit you in my dreams.
As to the cause of my happiness, I believe I can safely say that my collection is now complete. Each color, each barely perceptibly different shade of iris, each roundness of pupil, all captured in a myriad rainbow of jars and floating globes. Retinas likes squids float lazily behind each, a growing vine of read against my cellar wall. I feel at ease, at rest. I feel complete, if maybe still a part of me longs for you.
Maybe one day, I shall visit you in real life and make our fantasies come true. Maybe it won't involve the eyes I so feverishly collect, but simply two hearts meeting and combining as one (but I might still bring my scoop, just in case). For now, I fear, I must retire until the next anon event calls me forth.
But if, or when, I ever see you and your lovely blue eyes again...
Be still, my heart. You belong to another now, and she wears you graciously.
My Valentine.
- The (retired) Collector
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She felt flattered after hearing what you said. &I did not expect to be remembered after a long time without contact, so I thank you for remembering.&
&However, I would really prefer to not reveal myself. I feel uncomfortable if even a single person knows my identity whilst I am still using and role-playing this persona.& she added. &I search my complete name from time to time, so you don't need to make threads just to contact me. Any thread, even a random one from the Chatterbox, would be fine.&
&Though it may sound weird, I am not actually planning to reveal my identity even if I were to decide stopping my anon duties. I just do not feel like it, unfortunately.& she continued before placing another box and running refill her bag.
- Nel Zelpher
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Upon hearing what you said, Nel felt a bit down. &I see. It is almost a whole year since that time.&
Having a slightly sad look on her face, she grabbed another small box from her bag before continuing with the conversation. &I apologize for my inability to remember my recipients, especially those whom I talked to for quite a while.&
She left the box on your hands, and then gave a small bow, as though she was showing an apology, leaving the area afterwards.
- Nel Zelpher
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Have you enjoyed your apple juice today?
-The Apple Juice Anon
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http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SpwK3vFGJp0
Baby Don't Hurt Me
Don't Hurt Me
No More
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Happy Valentines Day, My Love.
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Your scent is what you are worried about?
How revolting a concern
With one whose beauty is far more than skin deep
Alas it falls upon me to bring this true beauty out
I have filled you with concoctions most strange
And now the smell you give off is one quite delightful
It will cause those around you to gag and quiver
To spasm and shiver
The revulsion they'll feel
Is but a hint of the terror from your kills
The new scent, while never affecting you
Will twist and warp those around you
Leaving them broken and pitiful
Crying out for a merciful death
~~~ Szivago
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*feels partially responsible for your woe*
Fairy of Ivory Lace
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~Pixel Dancer~
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There's a legend in my land that a hummingbird can help heal a broken heart.
With its rapid way of flying and its desire to go everywhere in such a short amount of time, one would wonder how they have the energy to do such a feat.
It's simple really, if they stop their constant flying and land by your side, they will slow down their world to help protect yours.
May you never need a hummingbird my dear, and be sure to guard that everlasting and lovely heart~
~WaitingInTheShadows
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Weep not tears, dear one, for I love you so much that it would break my heart to see them, though they be of blood. Do you not see how lovely you are? Natural in the midst of nature, for you belong there, and you look all the more beautiful among the fields of grass; untamed, nude and free. Long have I watched you and yearned for you, yet I fear that if I approach you, you would run away from me. If I took you away, there would only be tears upon your lovely face. My dear, you are too innocent and lovely to take. Therefore, I only ask this of you, will you allow me to love you, even from afar?
<----The Lovesick Bard---<<
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I got you some chocolates and balloons to go with your flowers.
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~Pixel Dancer~
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