I gathered more clippings in my hands, exhilarated with revelations of my past, epiphanies of my love for him. I threw them over my head, feeling them land in my hair but not caring how long it took me to coif it that morning. The moisture rained down on me, like little drops of past. I kicked back the biodegradable bag, pushing my small piles
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Ahaha, I'm sure they wouldn't ;) I've never taken a creative writing class myself, I study literature, and I was naive in my senior year of high school and took chemistry instead :\
lmao. oh God. that actually kills me everytime I see on on my dash.
Mm, that's what I thought! ahaha, but really words only have the meaning we attach to them, so it's okay, refer to it as you please.
ahaha, I'm just "sooo punny". XD
Allergy. I never read that term in a sexual context before I started reading things on ATB. I always have heard/seen it in the medical context with antigens and antibodies. ahaha. That and the term 'sat' instead of 'sitting.' I assumed it was bad grammar or something ...ahha.
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Ah I know that naive feeling, haha.
There are many things that ATB has opened my eyes too. For example I can no longer take the word shampoo seriously, nor can I wash my hair without ending up giggling to myself. (Yes, thats my maturity level)
I think it depends on the context of the word 'sat'... chances are it's just bad grammar.
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ahaha,shampoo. ohh dear.
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