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quissmo
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yeah, thats was the title of a short story i was supposed to write for english. its quite annoying actually beacuse i had just gotten a really good idea when she said it was time to stop. damn her, i think ill write it out later. but yeah. im bored. and im quite...well, is it worth it to get into an argument about a band here? so people were bitching about this one peron for liking korn. so what? we're all here to have ideas right? but then again, we can also express our opinions on her liking korn, no? anyway, this has been a pointless endevour. sp? im ashamed of myself, i cant spell for shit anymore, before i knew how to spell so many words, now im just like, eh?
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quissmo
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he had the sexiest looking eyes i had aver seen. gray. intense. very sexy. and all i wanted to do was lick him. everywhere. all day.
i saw him everyday, getting off the train. he made me feel...alive...really alive. i had gotten to waking up 15 minutes earlier, just so that nothing would break my routine, to make sure i saw him. and every night, before i fell asleep, i would fantasize about him. what it would be like to take off his clothes. run my hands all over his body.
i never had any trouble sleeping.
he spoke to me once. i 'accidentaly' bumped into him. he apologized. his voice gave me goosebumps. i smiled, and slid slowly past him into the train. my legs were shaking as i sat down.
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jane
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i was bored on the train once
so i started drawing people like i usually do
sleeping people are the best because they look so at peace
plus they don't move as much as everyone else
anyway, i drew this one guy who stayed still for so long, just listening to music and reading
we got ready to getoff at the same stop and as we were waiting for the doors to open, i said
thank you
and he said
for what
and i said
for being the only person who stayed still long enough for me to draw
and he gave me a weird look and said you're welcome and then left
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monadh
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he might bump into me i might say sorry for stepping on his good shiny shoes not looking up to his face i might not know it was him i had known in the future past
i might not bump into him the train never left the station we didn't eat at the same restaurant
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