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Friends Like ScarsWhen we were in the tenth grade, my best friend Amber and I were working late into the night on our team science fair project about which prescription-strength toothpaste worked best; we had waited until the last minute to throw it all together. We had our trifold posterboard, a bag of Cheetos, cut-out construction paper, empty toothpaste bottles, "papier-mâchés" of tiny teeth, a bucket overflowing with neon markers (the kinds only your little sister would use) and a very hot glue gun all on Amber's bedroom floor.Friends Like Scars
It was already 30 minutes until midnight; we had talked for about three hours about how unfair i
by ~selahdreams
Reasonable“Annalea, please, be reasonable!”Reasonable
“I am being quite reasonable,” the maiden replied, her face turned away from the elven knight standing in her bedroom doorway. He was dressed for war; almost every inch of him was covered in some variation of steel. All one could see was his face, which now wore a pained and tired expression. Here stood the love of his life, plain red dress on, mark of a Queen's handmaiden, and she had turned her back on him. She knew he had to go to war; every able-bodied man of Nautea had been summoned. Even King Ithaca was to go, and hi
by ~selahdreams
Blackberry CemeteryDo you remember?Blackberry Cemetery
Jake?
That one day, the sun was so hot we thought we'd shrivel up before we made it back to your house. But in the middle of the blackberry field, between the thorns and mud dauber nests, there was a small spigot standing up out of the ground. There was no hose attached, just the small rusted spigot. I tried to turn the handle but even though my hands were willing, I couldn't get it to budge. Then your hands enveloped mine and with a creak, the floodgates opened. First hot, steamy water rushed onto the dirt, but it cooled down quickly and we took
by ~selahdreams
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I dont know why, the dead hath cryed, for the souls of the damned they have petrified.
I never liked it when they moaned, but I will give them my shotgun shells loaned.
I ask one once why it had such a temper, it answered back with a startling whisper.
"Well" it said,with breath so foul, "if you had a demonic spirit in your bowel"
"Then you too would be rather mad, if a stomach of satan was all you had."
After that brief little chat, the zombie walked away with large rubber hat.
Never before had I been so angry, so I made it my liberty to kill his nanny.
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Even if I knew that tomorrow the world would go to pieces, I would still plant my apple tree - Martin Luther
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Even if I knew that tomorrow the world would go to pieces, I would still plant my apple tree - Martin Luther
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Even if I knew that tomorrow the world would go to pieces, I would still plant my apple tree - Martin Luther
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