ITEM N719 Tigra’s Journal

## ITEM #719 Tigra’s Journal

There was this in a world fourd about that I
 could like, hell, so well, as these for a tale in something lost
forever. I don’t know where you are, and what was good, about who you
name, and who that these people, ever even are to me, so wonder in my
name, and who these cry for, and what was Pit Ark Lemon, or share,
sought, Dark Pit, and that this could wonder into names, before that
this was going back in time, and that I could wonder still about that
this was gone in thunder, but that I could shaking sob for these worlds
at war, could you wonder if ever once divided, I could have a better
twin story than you, which was anything but theirs in a wage, but that I
 could wonder, if you think me name King, and who I was in where that I
could know a little brother who knew only world, he had as what was is
one,
and that’s more, about this in a world beside that this could be breaking my pattern...
/that
 you knew about, and I could think that there was more important special
 taste, for anything you never had to wonder in my own names but that
this in my chosen once for this in battle, but that I could wonder who
you think you never are and I don’t lie about where you be for these in
some world, before this, in life, for station surround, that I could
bring in where you are now, so wonder in these beside where you name
this was in calls beside before this world in all wars stated broken
back in ageless paradise, beyond all you know, or wonder what was cool
to live well high for and don’t know what was real about this in a
world, before that you couldn’t name where I’d be surely moxied, or
wonder if you think I earn what I am,
what? I am a king, that was
simple, but that’s an obvious thing to want to be, if you’re a god, so
know about where you think that this was gone, in what was name, I am
Tigra no one takes power away from me, so like that there would be, this
 lion, and worlds could wonder into knowings more, about beside, these
worlds, for ever in on to what was gone, no ask, all manner form of
alien visitors, where they come from light don’t touch... Some small
way?/over outside my own lives in on ever after some elder world, this
was never lost in what you don’t still name beside in before that I
can’t wonder there into what was gone about my only names in these
before this world going back once in my minds about this inside my only
setting for this life, and so wonder about this in a name beside in
where you never name we are and this in holy worlds I wonder still about
 how you think this could be so surely younger real in where you know
never ever know about what you still think you can do but there was more
 in some swept world away from TIME in all you tell about my planet into
 these beside my/Only breathe for this in war beside that I couldn’t
wonder who you never naming me are well into knowing more about what was
 going back about this inside my knowing battles to will, this world in
my own, this living backwards in name, but that this couldn’t wonder
still / Where you are, that I was never knowing who was gone about in
pain and less, to name me ever after once in threads, for these in a
world that I could share sing and wonder well, in what’s a tigerfox, in a
 legend told, about this in a legend there telling worlds, about that I
can’t wonder there into what was gone before my own minds, and wonder in
 me still, but there was this world about my own standing there in your
world for these in wonders that I couldn’t name in my calls

but this world wasn’t gone on in beside her and I couldn’t wonder, there
 who you name I was, and what was good for these worlds, before who you
never named, beside in before this world, but who that you name, wonders
 where you are in this beside before, this world, in what I never named,
 and so color me well and call this sky/
for what was going back
before this world in planets never lost to what you d never name, and
this in what was calls back from my hope in this planet never left on
after where you think this couldn’t really have- to be in what was going
 back about these all, inside of what was going back in graces never so
surely sharing this in once before these worlds gone, in what you don’t
name, in there that they can’t lay, and so wonder well enough in who you
 are and what was good about me inside my own hope for this in battles
beside before that there was once a sacred stone in what you think was
caste through it, so wonder there that this wasn’t losing ever after,
and wonder in my own names, but this in all Lore,

there that

this was going back about my only worlds before my names, and that this
couldn’t wonder there enough beside my own hopes cried in what was real
before you name my colors in taking these beside my hope before these
worlds in what you never name we are, and who you never name you’d be,
in what was going back about these worlds in what you don’t think you
know in names to being me could try wait and see, that you could never
know the worlds./
THAT THERE was some cause, to believe in my own
happenings, I am the state. These, apart, from anything you know, that
was real, and I’m not fucking you, but I’m Tigra I’m fucking a, lot of
people, so know that this was important,
for any of you to know, and
it’s that I am more matters than you. That this was gone, in where you
think that we don’t know, and so who was in grace, struck, and lost to
this in some war, but that I couldn’t wonder what that you do, so surely
 share in my once love, this world in my own cause before that this
beside in what that you know, so surely sharing this world we name, and
never knowing this in cries beside, but there before these worlds in
wherever you are and that this couldn’t wonder still in where that you
think you go, so wonder in my own names about this world, in what was
gone beside before these worlds, in what was going back into grace b/
efore,
 that this was never going back and never once into these worlds never
before but this in my own worlds, called to all, that I couldn’t still
be, where you’d know about my only worlds, before that this was WORLDS
in all you never named, and I could cry in what was calling this to
scale me, well, in yellow, that this one world, could know you never
named, but this artifact is not round, there was never some other
fashion to where you know, in what you do, this is for spirit, that is
all. that’s more, spirit everything?
okay it’s not, sphere shaped
though, there’s not a thing for that, that’s more to say, there was
nothing you think to know was never close, and that was going back about
 where that you are, really travelling, that’s more about who you see,
and that this could stop, and see me well do, are you beautiful? you’d
look that way, and that’s more to thinking, thanking, these could be
into where you never know who you say you are, and what was gone, this
side of my own fates, for this in worlds of love, to never knowing no/
but that you could share nothing I had, I knew you got it too.
==Tigra’s diary chapter journal 9
That
 this could wonder even you knew, about what I was good about these into
 worlds about this world into wonder there about this in wonders life to
 light
so come on and face me in rage about this in a world, that I
couldn’t be 9 but there were human ages lost in wars, of this in a
world, but you know my name you know agony, so there was nothing taken
back, but there was nothing, but that it was there? this real little
boy, and what you think about what you don’t know, was where these
worlds could be human but this in death for war and what was going back
to grace inside my own sings, before this in singing, that this couldn’t
 wonder, there enough, for anything else..../
==Hi Journal, this is
Tigra’s journal, my brother’s trying to get home, no that’s really
fucking dangerous, do you have any idea,
what they’ve done to him?
he’s pure as god in shinging suns beyond wars, this into crying calls
for screaming but that there was evil here in theirs to be knowing what
was well into names but that this was lore in my calling that this
world, in what was gone, before, no, not Tarzan,
Liono... But there
was this in wonder who you’d never have to cry for what was all you
never knew, about these worlds in what that you know, this world, in
what you know, about this in agonies abound beyond all you’d ever let
believe in breathe to wake of walk of life
but we already screamed in
 nightmares of hell and torture real, for what was going to fall on into
 hell from where we are for this in a planet never not so surely lost
once but this King Cry wonder about this into knowing about these in my
changes, / that likely, as not, could really tell you who where you are
that this was an important planet to be a letter setting one sided
pencils, on. that the rest of everything you never need to know was here
 and I could think this was more identity, that this could wonder who
you never think was real about my only worlds in what you think this was
 never knowings more about that this couldn’t wonder still in human
highs about this chosen world but that there were worlds about this once
 on,
he knows it’s Eliwood so knowing more about that this was gone
still this in once about my only calls black in what was going back in
these names
I could wonder who you never think I was in all you never name about my only planets never lost to War /
but
 like a fucking story if you wanted and I don’t really know what was
good from me to you or on to you, and that was more about this in a
witchcraft world, but I could wonder who you think this was but
Halliwell that this was gone, it’s Howly Halliwell so know about that
this was going back about these worlds in what you think to scream in
summon bellow this in what was granted grace beside beyond aul this in
worlds for ark light, and wonder this in names, about that this could be
 crying... Last Halliwell, think about a name, so share sung, well into
solo journal, no you lost, this one, forever, you were gunna have him
forever...
this one, here, wonder about you, and how quickly, I kill
everyone, I can think of later, he’s killed them all, that there was
going back about my only worlds into knowings more about that this
coulder if you think he’d never lost her singing and that was more about
 where you name to lay in sands broken screams and death on your lips/
but
 liking shadows into what was real about my worlds that I could imagine
it now, that’s the real world, for anything whoever, or there was an
earthquake
and now that this was going black in animal design for
these in wonders, we can, grow strong, this is my tiger body, though,
it’s kinda girly, but there’s like, right I’m the tiger, fox, right,
that’s how that goes, so wonder more about it, in a world where I’m fun,
 for even life, and even life was good, we had, and so living well
enough about this inside a human scope for this into knowing what was
worlds in war beside it ever after (rest of page blank)
/ there that
this was gone, in names about that this can’t wonder still into knowings
 these beside, this in what was gone but there that this was worlds,/
(page
 torn out, blank across) There was, like, an important knowing, that you
 could get there, or wonder how, pannicked that looked, when I tore it
out, I can’t make it look, more panicKid, but it could be groomed by
now, but so just understand, even fast, I don’t want to tear the
stitchings of a poor people diary,
thanks journal, you’re the best. That you could wonder nicely .
under
 what was never ever after there in what was real about that this could
be in what was gone still about my names in sharing this for life in
wondering how higher this in calls to war about that this can’t still be
 my own callings lost in where you think I name I could be in where you
never named about my only worlds about this into knowings more about
that this couldn’t wonder still about this once before this all into
knowings more about that this couldn’t wonder still about who you, hande
 this to, ever after where you think this was going, back about my
worlds beyond all timing told and told beside this world in war before
this in what was good about this into knowing more about this into
knowing more about this into knowings more about that this could be
believed,/
and wonder was higher for me, and I couldn’t wonder what
you never really had to think was fair, but there was never something
ending in my own world for planets there lost in what was going about
this well in what was never knowing more about that this couldn’t still
wonder what wasn’t gone in my own calls beside that this can’t be what
you never named you’d be, in my wonders about that this couldn’t wonder
still about where that you still think that this was going back to war,
and

that this couldn’t

wonder who that these are for my
worlds in what was going backwards ever after more beside my own hopes
for this in my own life, HOWL, that this was more, in names about this
beside in what was going back about it into this world before her, and
so wonder what was RUTGER to a boy still ever after calling love was
HONIKER if you think about the world where he wouldn’t wonder what was
real about my other names, if I’d, wonder cry, and call, this only
world, in what was gone, in names, like if we’re being little babies
with
 my mom, you’re Wyatt I’m Michaelangelo... so knowing about where you
think that this couldn’t wonder still in what was there and never lost
into knowings more about this in worlds about this in wonders more about
 this world, that this was gone, and wonder back about, these worlds,
and this was gone, name less in lies for these older worlds, in what you
 think this was/but that liking your solo juncture, this was so high on
everything, I forgot you lo my name. Pages getting, fucking lame, with
the, breaking my focus, all the time.
do that like an actor, and
you’ve got Devin gates, that is Man-Bat, but that’s part of where that
you think you could be in where that I don’t really know what was good
about these in some worlds about where these worlds, there’s no, real
life for that thing, what? you know lo, look, monster, that there was
more about no a kid didn’t teach you that, there was worlds about that
this can’t wonder still into trails about where these worlds in all that
 this could be in what was lost in a name for what and whe’ver for theys
 in what was in life aun after what was her and him and what was good in
 my own lo to know in my faets, lied, liking worlds, that there was more
 about my names, in some ancient color, that he’s a kid forever, lost
from hell, so he never got over licking, he didn’t not love doing it,
but it was sexy, childlike, and a cat, that’s obviously his real world,
but he’s, you know, twink, so we have to understand, what people are
really looking for in this game, but Simba the Lion King, but there are
things out there that will snap your neck for doing that
cuz you
wanted to catch Mew, too. Ya poacher? There was less enough a good
reason to think there wasn’t some Ageless Paradise in what you never
named about this world in what was good about my only worlds about that
this couldn’t wonder still about these worlds in what was never good to
thinking life was never lost bad but that’s in a world for this in what
you think we’re moving on from but that was more about what you hit to
miss later on or thinking more about that this was never your own fucked
 up world
but it’s this trail I’d cross and wonder still about what
was a blade or nine and leven more in names to war, to give on out to
young  kids! this was /never there in about this in worlds more about
this in worlds about that I couldn’t wonder who you think you never
naming was in what was going back about where these inside a world there
 about that this couldn’t know about where these worlds couldn’t never
be but that this wasn’t gone to names into cryer calls and still in
sharest lies about that this couldn’t wonder there enough before into
knowings of what was never real before that you couldn’t still set to
cryings into what was gone before besides because of what was real in
this before to knowings these before into wonders more about that this
wasn’t going back about that this couldn’t be where you think you know
and this was in Love ever after more about what was good about these
worlds in what was never so suirely there before but that this was never
 losing me out into what was gone, that there was never some ether
ancient world, but this in planets never gone about this into a world
before my world this inside my own livings aout about before this planet
 taken calls about this worlds, in what was never going back about my
only livings about this inside my only sharing this world below, but
that there was more of what you think you never Are...
END OF LIONO’s JOURNAL
(pages, pages, pages)