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| Country: | Greece |
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| Member Since: | Oct 2, 2011 |
Short Story by Neekas
Posted: Feb 8, 2013
That movie, the creep stole my idea. Unless if i did....
Short Story by Neekas
Posted: Feb 8, 2013
Withdrawn from two faced coin. I just don't see that...
Short Story by Neekas
Posted: Feb 8, 2013
Που σκατά έχει ξυπνήσει η...
Short Story by Neekas
Posted: Feb 8, 2013
Forever quest of a lazy writer. Very small story. I don't...
Short Story by Neekas
Posted: Feb 8, 2013
A little careful of what you wish kinda story.
Short Story by Neekas
Posted: Feb 8, 2013
Προσεχε τι προσευχεσαι.
Short Story by Neekas
Posted: Feb 8, 2013
Here is what years of suppressing your desires can bring...
Short Story by Neekas
Posted: Feb 6, 2013
Human Roadkills. When a person is evil I think the driver...
Novel by Neekas
Posted: Dec 15, 2012
The Nords are about to have the shock of their life as...
by Neekas
Posted: Oct 25, 2012
I was playing this game one day and I kept this. It's...
Poem by Neekas
Posted: Oct 22, 2012
Here's the deal. I was walking outside in the rain and I...
Poem by Neekas
Posted: Oct 17, 2012
The cruelty of time, pain of change. I just don't want...
Article by Neekas
Posted: Sep 27, 2012
An attempt by me to write of homecare for kittens which...
Novel by Neekas
Posted: Dec 19, 2011
Daniel has been that girl never noticed and afraid to do...
Poem by Neekas
Posted: Nov 8, 2011
This one is my dream.I hold my sister's hand in love and...
Novel by Neekas
Posted: Oct 26, 2011
INACTIVE/ Audrey (Debra's little brother) is found killed...
Poem by Neekas
Posted: Oct 19, 2011
A Black out and a lonely night, drunk and close to losing...
Novel by Neekas
Posted: Oct 7, 2011
A series of short stories of people in Cyrodiil.I would...
Poem by Neekas
Posted: Oct 2, 2011
I took a walk around town in desperate mood to breath.I...
My habitat would be the city. I feeds on everything -especialy anything that makes coke taste great!. Night is when I come to life and I rarely walk far from my burrow. In adition to writting I can also be seen drawing, fighting with my guitar, playing video games, reading, sulking alone and weaping for no apparent reason.
Turns out I still can't stand looking at my face. Say hello to little Anuciuss. It will be my face now. I love you all my demons!!!![]()
Love of my life, Pouito
Pirouni, Pirounaki, Pirouna!
alright, I'm back...i think. I think i forgot a part of me by the coffee shop-i'll go get it. At least I got my eyeballs in place and working fine. Some of you shall have commentums.