

The WindowHis life has always been defined by numbers; rhythms; patterns. The need for order consumes his life from the moment his alarm sounds. Steadfast bristles skim his teeth, while his eyes scan the prim reflection in the mirror. He walks down the street to school at precisely 8:53 a.m., his feet falling into a familiar cadence of thump . . . thump . . . thump . . . thump . . . Oblivious to everything around himthe golden sun, the gentle breeze, even his schoolmates passing bythe precision is all that matters.The Window
She is awoken not by an alarm, but by the world around her. Letting the hot water melt into her skin, her reflecti
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"A prose writer gets tired of writing prose, and wants to be a poet. So he begins every line with a capital letter, and keeps on writing prose."
-Samuel McChord Crothers
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Im actually smart XDXD
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U ISH VAMPEH?!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!?!?!?!??
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Lol....Uhm good?
And you ish?? ^_^'
Lol
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Don't let those idiots who say that you're not good enough for them get you down, because the truth is... they're not good enough for you!! ~
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