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Thank you for making me have a weapon to pull a prank on someone.

Thank you for loving my minty fresh breath so much that you feel the need to make it horrendous.

Thank you for giving me the knowledge to understand why your breath stinks half of the time.

Thank you for understanding my love for garlic bread and feeling the need to give me something similar to it.

Thank you friend, but I rather not experience the excel...

"You've only got one bullet," I heard the snake from Rango say. Soon after I dozed off and started dreaming.

I woke up in this strange ranch, with a sheriff outfit on me. It was the Wild West and there he was, the mean snake, right in front of me. He repeated the same words. The whole town was outside waiting for ME to do something about it.

"I'm no killer," I said. ...

This semester has been extremely tough so far. Those rumours that we all used to hear about senior year being "easy", are all false. Teachers are giving us more work than ever, on top of all that "applying to college" thing". I know all of my peers are under a lot of stress. However, I have noticed that not everyone has been good at managing it so far. I wish my entire class a smooth and enjoyable next few months. 

To all my peers: We'll make it.

THE RE16N BEGAN

A blank white canvas stares back, waiting and mocking me. It’s completely devoid of any color, of any imperfections. The array of colors surrounding the white canvas seem to be endless: my fingers are itching to swipe shades of different tints over what's barren and create a constellation of reds and blues and greens and yellows. There are so many options, so many possibilities to define what is undefined, to create what has not been created. The opportunity to sculpt my new canvas into...

My phone rang in the middle of the night. An indescentible voice said " There is a car waiting for you outside of your house, get inside, you dont want to ignore this". My spouse rolled over and asked " Is everything okay?" I told my spouse to go back to sleep it was probably nothing. I get out of bed put my gun in the back of my pants and walk out the door slowly. I opened the door and no one was there. Just pitch black. I slowly walked out, cocked my gun, when i saw i person laying dead on ...

I don’t know where I stand. It’s somewhere between quiet and exotic. This last year, it’s both bitter and sweet. My life is boring and exciting. Time is passing by too fast but the weeks feel extremely slow. Everyone said this year would be easy but it’s actually kind of difficult. I’m gradually completing all of my incomplete college supplements. I was hoping for a smooth process, but have stumbled upon a rough one. All of my broad options have narrowed down to ...

IM AWFUL AT EXPRESSING HOW I FEEL THROUGH WORDS

TWITTER. COM GIVES ME SO MUCH ANXIETY SOMETIMES

MOBO IS THE BEST BAND IN THE WORLD THEY ARE UNPROBLEMATIC AND BEAUTIFUL

I WISH I COULD STAY IN MY ROOM FOREVER

I WISH I COULD LIVE INSIDE THE VIDEO GAME ANIMAL CROSSING

I WANT TO BE BETTER AT ART

I WANT TO GET INTO COLLEGE NOW

I AM SO TIRED

I JUST BOUGHT A SHIRT ONLINE FOR 32.50 EURO (VERY WORTH IT)

DOGS ARE REALLY AMAZI...

She had no clue where she was going, all she knew is she had to run for her life. There was a dim light coming out off the corners, it was a long corridor with black light coming out. She knew that whatever was following her was chasing her down with desesperation and anxiety. The creature was feeling the desesperation to eat, and the anxiety to attack. She could feel it at a distance reaching up to her because of the low, short guttural sounds it was emmitting. Every s...

An eerie loud screech in the distance can be heard, the castle’s doors has opened. A black figure can be seen coming from the castle. A dark horse and dark knight wrapped in a black cloak rushes towards the accident. It's the Dark Prince. His coat flies off and morphs into a raven with a red diamond on its chest. It soars high and circles around the land and screeches danger.

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If you look at my music library, the majority of it will be rap. You will think all I like is rap, but that's not true. Yes my favorite  genre is rap but the reason for that is because rap is the genre that has the most emotion. That's what I like about music; emotion. I hate most of the pop songs because the songs sound like drivatives of one another, but rap, it expresses the feelings of not just the rapper, but the the generation as a whole. Aside from rap I love soul music. Otis Redd...