FourThere one, two, three, four, chances to live.Four
"Quite well," the she says. "They use them quite well." "The chances, I mean. They use them quite well." "And what I mean is they don't use them at all." "They," says the she, "don't live, you see."
There are one, two, three, four, pills to take.
"Complete idiotic," says the it. "They are completely idiotic." "I define idiot as none other than they." "They take one pill and swallow it whole." "Then," the it says, "all they do is stay dead."
There are one, two, three, four, reasons for this. &nb
Happy Birthday"Happy birthday," he whispered,Happy Birthday
Rocking in a corner. "To you," Arms sewn to his chest With dirty white thread And a long, rusty needle.
"Happy birthday," he giggled, Cradling himself with great effort. "Dear me," Glasses fallen to the end of his nose, One lens broken, And one lens sparkling clean.
"Happy birthday," he laughed, Eyes rolling in his skull. "To you," Walls bare of embellishment, A door made of steel, And a window filled with brick.
Words that Hurt My sister would stare at her, as if thinking over what she had said, and I would stare, too. My look usually triggered the 'fight', seeing as I would look at them as if they were idiots. The girl would start by calling my ugly, and a boy would agree happily and chime in with a nickname. "Butt-head" was the most common, considering they were no older than seven or eight. My eyes would fog over when it began; I would ignore them. On the other hand, my sister would become more aware, taking in every word the enemy said and preparing for her future counterattack.Words that Hurt
Dear Mister HuntingtonDear Mister Huntington,Dear Mister Huntington
I regret to inform you that, due to recent circumstances, our exchange of letters will have to come to a stop. Over the years, I have written you over many personal topics, and I would also like to request that you forget all I have said. If you can recall, we were first introduced four years ago by our mutual acquaintance Ande Rei, and we exchanged addresses promptly before taking leave. Please, discard this memory of me. Our correspondence began as simple 'hellos' and 'how do you dos', progressing to a m
Finalities
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♥I Support House and Wilson's World Domination!♥
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"Oh, now this is lovely. Just lovely. Do we actually have a body, or did a slushy machine just have an orgasm?" - Wormwood
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If I were to suppose, through the evidence left by Ordinary and Extraordinary, I would suppose that I see their friend Strange much more often.
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"You were right. I don't know if life is greater than death. But love was more than either."
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i have no sig...
go along with your lives
I tagged youuuuuu~!
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Glomps for Neku: 1
Glomps for Larsa: 1
Glomps for Axel: 1
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•I believe in Jesus Christ as my savior.
•Behold the Mighty Chaos! (And throw some Omega in for laughs)
•Criss Angel: MindFreak
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"The old Lie; Dulce et Decorum est Pro patria mori." - Wilfred Owen
Potty-chan
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"The old Lie; Dulce et Decorum est Pro patria mori." - Wilfred Owen
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