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im happy for you honestly, I can see you've moved on from me
im just tryna make it alive and intact consciously
i've been attacked wrongfully, controversy will follow me
everywhere that I step unless I react strongfully
stopping me is not an option, loss has outweighed the profit
from the prophet muhammad I learned to intake knowledge
from my mother and father I learned how to hate politics
the farthest shit from honest reality as we follow it
swallow this like its poison, destroying your views inside
and choke on every piece, its a beautiful suicide
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supSomebody To Lean On: Chapter 4Troy woke up to a loud pounding on his door. He rubbed his eyes and squinted toward the clock. 7:30am. A groan escaped his mouth as he grumbled, “Hold on, I’m coming.” He stumbled sleepily toward the door, peeked his head out, and came face to face with his father. His father did not live there. His father lived in Las Vegas, what the heck was he doing at Troy’s bedroom door?Somebody To Lean On: Chapter 4
“You’re going to be late. Get some clothes on and I’ll drive you to school,” his dad ordered. “Yeah, yeah. Hold on. School doesn’t start ‘til 8:00,” Troy said. “We’ve got stuff to do. Hurry it up,” his dad replied and walk downstairs. &nbs
That New, Familiar FeelingCharacters, names, and images copyright God... err... Shigeru Miyamoto and Nintendo. _________________________________________________________________________________That New, Familiar Feeling
Though there was no wind on this day, every tree in the forest gave a slight rustle of its boughs as the boy entered. It was almost imperceptable, yet he knew this to be an honor without compare. He was a hero to the trees, and to every living thing in Hyrule, though he was far too humble to acknowledge it. With a slight tug on his g
Somebody To Lean On: Chapter 3The bus ride home for Troy was different than what he was used to. He never sat next to anyone on the bus. He never talked to anyone on the bus, let alone has a conversation. But everything changed from the moment he met Jake.Somebody To Lean On: Chapter 3
“Where’d you move from?” Troy asked. “Atlanta. I like it better here,” Jake said as he looked out the window. “Parkersville ain’t bad. It’s the people who stink,” Troy replied.
“Anyone come to mind?” Jake questioned while he turned to face Troy. “Many people, but my dad stinks the most,” Troy confessed.
“Yeah my dad stinks too. That’s why we’re here,” Jake said.
“Oh.
Somebody To Lean On: Chapter 2When a smile appeared on Troy’s face, an identical smile spread across Miss Hubbard’s. She hadn’t witnessed him smile all year. Troy noticed Miss Hubbard smiling at them and his smile quickly faded. He clenched his fists and walked abruptly to his seat, with Jake not too far behind.Somebody To Lean On: Chapter 2
Troy put his head down on his desk and ignored the Math lesson like he usually does. Jake watched him closely and started to question why he acts the way he does.
“Why do you ignore Miss Hubbard’s class?”
“What’s it matter?” Troy scoffed back without moving. “I don’t know, maybe it hurts her if you ignore what she teaches,” J
wow
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Are we the dreamers or are we the dreamer's illusion?
if you do, here's my new account
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Please don't shoot the piano player, he's doing the best he can.
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Make Tea Not War
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I LIKE MY COFFEE BLACK JUST LIEK MY METAL BIZATCH
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"Options? I've got cable tv and a dead dog! I've got plenty of options!"-JD
[proud scrubs geek]
..::*starfaux*::..
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"I am Jack's smirking revenge."
Oh shi-at, its the remix!
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I am human, and I need to be loved. Just like everybody else does.
2+2=fish
Who needs pain?
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