| "(I think) It reflects our attempts on making the community accept us without having to be naturally perfect. At least to me." ---~Vectomon |
| "(I think) It reflects our attempts on making the community accept us without having to be naturally perfect. At least to me." ---~Vectomon |


EX R3: Thunderstruck P4Both TK and Vyrus were panting, dripping with sweat and high off adrenaline. TK was grinning, as much from spite as from simple pleasure. The boy made for a fantastic opponent; rash and untrained. She had no doubt that he could tear the average man apart in under thirty seconds, but she was far from average.EX R3: Thunderstruck P4
His blade sailed over her head again and she giggled girlishly, cuffing him across the cheek with her left fist before he could recover his balance. She drove the other fist, adorned with metal, deep into his gut.
He stumbled back a few steps, wiping at the blood with his forearm and staring daggers. He practic


EX R3: Thunderstruck P3Not much put life in perspective more than almost being eaten by a giant plant.EX R3: Thunderstruck P3
He'd been struggling through the undergrowth alongside Fawn, trying to trust TK's judgment and pressing a hand against his ribs to mute the pain. Tray spotted the great jaws of the thing the instant before his foot came down on it. Dull chrome, spanning at least ten feet, a mass of tiny gears in the center, edged with needle-like spines and hidden under a mess of vegetation, it looked like every nightmare he'd had as a kid.
He had just long enough for a wonderful 0.7 seconds of introspection in which he discovered the following: He was ra


EX R3: Thunderstruck P2Fawn was used to awkward silences.EX R3: Thunderstruck P2
They happened all the time. Not the companionable silence of running alongside Joel or the quiet simplicity of leafing through a magazine with a girlfriend. Not that those happened often anymore.
What she had grown used to was the gap of silence, needing to be repaired or at least filled in, like a missing tooth. They occurred daily in high school, of course, a society of socially awkward and self conscious teenagers proving to be the perfect environment for the breaks to thrive. Uncomfortable bouts of quiet with an attempted remedy of a strained smile were the most common offering
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A Hero To MyselfI walked to the bus stop all by myself! I'm now able to reach for the higher shelf I learned to spell "E-Pit-O-ME" Yet what's it they call me? "Snotbrain."A Hero To Myself
I've conquered the mighty monkey bars! I've gotten over 10 (that's TEN) sticker-stars! I know the definition of "pizzazz" But what am I known as? "Loser."
I'm big now, I make my very OWN lunch
I don't need any of that babyish Cap'n Krunch Those once stinky boys no longer repel me, And what do they tell me? "Ew! You're ugly!"
I know this singer, this band, brand and show, I


SoRoku - Talk Show HostGoing on like a damn Talk Show HostSoRoku - Talk Show Host
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I want to
Take a deep drag. Exhale. Dance of smoke. Unconsciously, my hand jots something into the yellowing, slat-stained pages of a tiny leather-covered notebook.
I want to be someone else or I'll explode
Why then, O brawling love, O loving hate, O anything of first create, I scribble on the small space of the line; holding a lit cigarette between my index and middle finger as I write. O heavy lightness, serious vanity Misshapen chaos of well-seeming forms
Fl
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I have to go return some videotapes
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I have to go return some videotapes
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I have to go return some videotapes
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"Every time I make a plan, God laughs at me." -Jason Isaacs
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"Every time I make a plan, God laughs at me." -Jason Isaacs
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We see the nightmare of the lies that you speak...
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We see the nightmare of the lies that you speak...
Please?
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