January 2009
Act 1: The Repercussions Of The Bottomless Shoebox...
Scene 1: Nicotine, Eh? Narrator: It was a somewhat overcast Tuesday in the Shadow City. Bruce Deuce was opening his juice bar. A midget was opening his juice bar simultaneously. This midget had a bit of a…monopoly. And his brows weren’t quite divided into two, like most well groomed mens brows were. (school assignment - 2004/year 8)
Clap Your Hands Say Yeah is a band,
but the drunks weren’t cognisant of that. And so there was much applause. (school assignment - recount of big day out 2007)
A Hispanic wave of terror beset me.
They rode wheelchairs, a tempestuous gang of incapacitated Mexicans. Why were they pursuing me? (from another story I wrote in 2006)
I’m homeless. There is a dog between my feminine,...
Maybe I should never have begun my hormonal treatment. My losses at the casino led to the cancellation of ‘the operation’ on fiduciary grounds. He lamented that if he were captured by an Egyptian tribe, he would have been revered as a manifestation of a fertility symbol; as he possessed both mammary glands, and male genitalia. Indeed, it complicated matters with his brethren of the...
“My only contact via PSN only sends me messages about Burnout, and frankly, I tire of them.”
"I have never had a black out due to the heat....
Posted by: Jimmy Stoner of Elizabeth 4:06pm today um. ~*elizabeth*~
I almost finished arcade mode as Hwoarang in...
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altbagvsaltfag:
sometimes when I get reblogged I feel like ppl are flirting with me
Two thirteen year olds, one boy, one girl,
set up a bank heist that is only tuned to failure. Out there, there are police, full of guns and rough statements of fiction that pulverise the street. Around, the roads are blocked off and spectators are drawing themselves in position. Inside, the kids wait for the parade to move out of safety. All of the poppies in the world are leaking their petals through their mouths, one by one littering the...
MOONCUP THREAD OMFG. →