Ask me anything at alll~! ;D It will be fun.
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Superstition's SuperstitchesSuperstitious of all your stitches, they warned me of your rabbit's feet. "Steer clear of those with woes and itches, we've known rabbits to be wrought with twitches. Go ahead, fill up your merry ditches, but remain superstitious of all those stitches."Superstition's Superstitches
"Where'd you get all those scars from?" An innocent question to trigger reactions. Pounding to the beat of some rigid drum, you began your weird retractions.
A whisker here, an ear or flop there-- --hard to tell, down in my burrow. A bright nose here, a cotton swab there-- you look too frail, are you su


Roy G. Biv Who?"Rainbows don't need breaks," she sighs, as she combs her scarlet hair. Rubies and hearts line her eyes, because red can get her anywhere. Red as a violin and red as a rose, and from across the room... ...Roy writes his sticky prose.Roy G. Biv Who?
And when he streaks across the sky, she smiles in sunny waves. Everyone knows that he's deprived, but few know he's depraved. You know he's depraved, Ms. Prism. "I know he'll behave," says Prism.
"Rainbows don't have veins," she scoffs, as she twirls her crystalline stem. Citrus and sickness line her coughs, &n


Umbrella TermsThere are moments, sometimes, when he wonders.Umbrella Terms
Wonders in his white suit and wonders on his name tag. Wonders in the hallways about wonders in the mind. Of course, you have to wonder in Wonderland, and so he has to wonder as he plunges down the rabbit hole to scrutinize mentally ill rodents and roses. Of course wondering plays a large part in what he does, poking 'round in grey matter without even seeing it and asking questions.
But it is when he wanders as he wonders that things truly begin to unravel, when he can feel little stringy trails of thought and he knows that he's coming apart at the seams. It starts when


Winter BluesI tried to write to you today, but my quiet quills keep quivering. No amount of ink can repay and keep ballpoint pens from shivering. It's a dreary holiday, and my drunken nerves are dithering as my mind begins to fray and... ...pencils start their withering.Winter Blues
No one can claim I'm organized, but at least I know my A's from my Z's. Had you stayed longer, you could've recognized the appearances of birds and bees.
I tried to sing to you today, but my tired throat kept tightening. No tinny tunes could delay the prolonging of winter's white
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PS check out the supercool swung dash in fronta my name. I tell you to envy it but you have one, too.
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"Hey! My eyes aren't glistening with the ghosts of my past!"
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STOP IT K'NUCKLES YOU'RE SUCKING UP THE ENTIRE OCEAN YOU KNOW WHAT FISHIES DO IN THERE
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STOP IT K'NUCKLES YOU'RE SUCKING UP THE ENTIRE OCEAN YOU KNOW WHAT FISHIES DO IN THERE
what it was like
to be yooooOOOUFSDHFASHDFJKA *RIPS YOAR SKIN OFF*
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YUP. 'FRAID SO!!
If trees could scream, would we be so cavalier about cutting them down? We might, if they screamed all the time for no good reason.
yep that's all i can say right now
BUT I AM FILLED WITH JOY!!!!!
DON'T WORRY
JUSTTT SOOOOOsososoooo ~~tired~~
tiredtiredtired paaaaain whatever WHATEVER!!! i'm signing the fuck back on
LMFAOOOOOO BECAUSE YOU MAKE ME HAPPY!!!!!
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All my vital signs are failing, 'cause the oxide I'm inhaling makes it difficult as hell to catch my breath. Are you dumb? Or hard of hearing? Or relieved, my end is nearing? Are you satisfied? I laughed myself to-...
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