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The bane of my existence. The poison that kept my mind foggy. Much like the alcohol, it offered a false sense of freedom. Both sleep and intoxication were lies, no -
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"Beauty... What is it? Define it. That is all. I expect it by next class." The professor nodded, and slowly the students shoved thby NeonNihilism 800 words, on Sep 20 2:51 AM 2004. In <200 lines -
She skipped, her dress flowing behind her, a wave of blue that reflected the light that shone weakly. Despite the fact that it was two in the morning, the sun shone, though too
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Basically, any song by Blink 182 does it for me now. A sharp pain in my gut, like someone driving a knife inside of me, twisting it with each word. I stared out the window, my
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Wistfully she sighed as she looked at the blank paper. These words used to come so easily, she thought to herself. Looking up, she settled into her usualy routine of trying to
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He was the kind of boy you looked at and immediatly though 'average'. Tall, brown hair, rather non-descript. His closet was filled with black, like most other boys his age. He
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Every year for my birthday I get a rose, one single rose, no more, no less. And every year I must tell a story. Today i am getting my hundredth rose, a rose with one hundred pe
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"Go away." Sarai buried her nose in her book, "I'm not going to talk to you. So leave, now."
"Please Ms. Shanto, I just want to ask you a question, you know, about the othe
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