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So I'm sitting in math class, playing solitaire on my new ipod video. All of a sudden, my hand picks up a pencil and a 12x8 piece of lined paper. I start writing. To most of you, this is no big deal. To those of you who actually know me, this is a huge fucking deal. I haven't been able to write one word of pure imagination for about...two years. And now, all of a sudden, I sat down, and write one full page of a story I haven't even started yet.
If you actually read this, i.m me and I'll give you what I wrote. I don't wanna just blatantly post it here.
xaQuietTragedy
PS: i like the lemon in my mood for "complacent" cuz he looks like he is a mexican. Mexican lemons rock my sox.
If you actually read this, i.m me and I'll give you what I wrote. I don't wanna just blatantly post it here.
xaQuietTragedy
PS: i like the lemon in my mood for "complacent" cuz he looks like he is a mexican. Mexican lemons rock my sox.