Because some days
You feel like writing
Something even more
Pointless than usual.

For srs.

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( Damn Dogs! )

In keeping with the
Plants starting with 'val'
Theme.

How about something actually fluffy, rather than
suicidal or infanticidal.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GIeIeXd3snk


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( Cyrano Was Born On February 14 )

I have no idea what that word means
Might know by the end of the semester.
Yay biology! /sarcasm

Anyway, this should be the last thing set in the
Fiye is Alive AU. I felt bad leaving Corinth in
such a state. He's one of my favorites, you know.

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( An atheist baptism. Fun? )

Disclaimer:
I know nothing
about how train
stations work?
[Fact: If Florence + the Machine is sex music, Freezepop is clearly for threesomes. You can tell because they start with an 'F'.]

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( Big, Blue Eyes )

And here you thought
I'd actually write 100 shorts?
Pfft. Bish, please.

As with all five kisses challenges:
Five kisses that s/he/they would always remember.

Also... old people scare the bejeezus out of me.
I seriously squicked myself writing this one,
As a result....

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003: Endings
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002: Middles
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 Wouldn't it be funny if I decided to 
Follow up my nanowrimo with a study on a character?
In particular, poor unloved Corinth,
As the center of a 100 Prompt Table?

Also, my did-you-know for the day:
Did you know, I live in constant fear of
My father stumbling across these?

And yet, they still end up on Facebook.

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1) Beginnings
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I get the feeling I've
Used that title
Before.

Horatio and Amoritia would never be married

Horatio's face wrinkled, her uncommon expression of both confusion and attention. "Married?" she asked, her eyes staring widely at the djinn. When no response was issued quickly enough, her face slackened, and she pulled the database entry up. Her unfocused ( Read more... )

http://www.fanfiction.net/s/3148086/1/
Apparently, or so the public says,
This is the epitome of my writing skill.

I disagree.

Every day, Corinth pulled himself from the bleach cleaned sheets of his bed, and stared at the walls of his room, taking in the strange dichotomy of his ( Read more... )