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How bill is made into a chequeFirst the dumb people start thinking how to "make life better" Then they put on fancy clothes and go to a fancy building with other dumb people who have thought "how to make life better" The rest of the people just sit around and watch the dumb people on T.V. ~They start yelling at the T.V. because the dumb people are being dumb~ *Why they are even watching we don't know* ~They get frustrated because no matter how loud they yell they people on the T.V. don't start talking back at them~ At the fancy building the dumb people in fancy clothes trying to "make life better" with their ideas sit in a whole bunch oHow bill is made into a cheque
by ~Picture125
Ella.Za Bobert Christmas PartySo in the last story we told you what everyone was doing with their life. Seeing you read it probably means you are wasting your time. (Not really because now you know who Bobert is and why he cannot die.) Anyway it's getting close to Christmas so we are going to have a Christmas party at Bobert's. But first we have to explain how everyone arrived at Bobert's. Especially Ella.Za because she was in the Arctic running a prosthetic limb shop. One sunny day Picture and Maverik were playing with a lot of buttons on one of the satellite computers at the C.F.B.I. head quarters. The computer screen showed a map of Japan. Maverik decided tElla.Za Bobert Christmas Party
by ~Picture125
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A truly happy endingA truly happy endingA truly happy ending
I look down a path drenched in blood And see a pretty light I lived my years and shed my tears Now is the end of the fight. I was happy when awake And counted my hours of dawn Of moments cherished in my mind
Of things I noticed that I had
all my sweet life all along. I smile and walk towards the light my old skin turning new A happy place I tell myself I welcome death, now how about you?
by ~InvaderDebz
Jealous of his TeardropsJealous of his Teardrops- a poem by DesJealous of his Teardrops
Jealous of his teardrops, Born from his caring eyes That pull you in with kindness, and make you want to cry.
Jealous of his teardrops, That live apon his cheek Soft skin you place your fingers on, a feeling bittersweet.
Jealous of his teardrops, Which die apon his lips Loving kisses vanity, His love your only wish.
Jealous of his teardrops A life too short in time, But perfect like a summer breeze, So jealousy is fine.
by ~InvaderDebz
abandoned .6silence... thats what i hear silence... thoughts are racing without a destination silence... am i alone, is that whats wrong silence... who is suppose to be here silence... do i know the answer silence... thoughts scramble faster for possible answers silence... why is this place so cold silence... is this normal silence... wait silence... who left this place cold silence... who .... what's the answer silence... who... silence... who abandoned meabandoned .6
silence....
by ~sadie1sasha2
mother and father .8mother where are you papa im scaredmother and father .8
that was me 1 month ago
mother you failed me father you mean nothing to me
this isn't me
this isn't you
take your time
i know you reason
but
father
im not scared any more
mother
letting go is part of it
mother, father i love you
please let go
by ~sadie1sasha2
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i think that pretty much sums it all up...
ha ha your being rebbelish not doing your science....
and that's what you had to do in gym?? ha ha
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